Chapter 32

Eric's POV

I silently observed the light atmosphere in my home for a couple of days as I hung around.

My sister had been unusually bubbly, and my mother even had a small smile on her face.

As we sat down for breakfast the next day, I couldn’t help but watch them laugh heartily over different irrelevant discussions.

Lola suddenly burst into the dining room, her eyes teary.

"Babe, can you imagine that the designer for our wedding literally ruined my wedding dress?" she screeched, causing my brows to knit together in confusion.

"What are you talking about?"

She suddenly flipped her phone to my face, showing me the image of a beautiful dress that I had to admit was one of the most stunning dresses I had ever seen. She suddenly swiped it over to the next picture, and I was mortified by the disaster the dress had been turned into.

"How did that happen?" I asked, feigning concern for her, but I was actually concerned for Emily. Who could have done that to her?

My gaze shifted to my mother a