Chapter 17. Wedding Day

Liam

The wedding day had arrived, and I felt more stressed than ever. My father's imposition loomed over me like a dark cloud, and time was running out. Since that uncomfortable scene at dinner when I found Cecilia waiting for me in the living room, I hadn't seen her again. She seemed to be avoiding me at all costs.

Cecilia remained locked in her room, which, in a way, pleased me. I didn't want to spend more time with her than necessary. This forced cohabitation was a constant annoyance for me. I avoided staying at home, only coming back to sleep. It was my home after all; I shouldn't have to abstain from being in it.

I tried not to dwell on it, but it was becoming increasingly impossible. At that moment, Marta appeared in the living room to discuss some paperwork from the office. She noticed that I was wearing the same clothes as earlier and, with surprise, asked, "Liam, aren't you going to get ready for the wedding? It's less than three hours away, and you still