“Congratulations!” Sara exclaimed enthusiastically.
“We’re the ones who should congratulate you and apologize for this confusion,” I stated.
“No apologies needed,” Sara said, “it was the most fun thing ever. Everyone will remember my wedding, I’m sure no one will forget it.”
“Although, to tell the truth, it nearly gave me a heart attack,” the groom pointed out.
Sara looked at him and gave him a kiss on the cheek.
“We’ll see you at the reception. And needless to say, I expect to see you there too,” Sara said to Henry.
“The truth is we weren't planning to go so as not to cause...” I began to say, but couldn't finish.
“Don't even think about it! And that's my final word. Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to continue greeting people.” And she went toward my brothers.
Henry looked at me and placed a soft kiss on my lips.
“You're so beautiful that when I look at you, you take my breath away.”
“Thank you.”
“If I'm going to that party with you, I should go change. I can't go dressed like this when you look like a golden angel.”
“Excuse me for butting into your conversation, but I heard what you were talking about,” Niky interrupted. “Anticipating this situation, I have a tuxedo of yours in my car, so you don't need to go home.”
“You did that? When did you get into my house?” he asked, completely astonished, though I didn't understand his surprise—we could expect anything from Niky.
“One of those nights when I had to pick you up because you were drunk...”
“Better not talk about that,” Henry interrupted, looking at her with a frown.
“Then go change. I suppose there must be a place in the church where you can do it, though I don't think the priest will be very fond of you,” Niky pointed out.
“Fine, give me the car keys.”
After Henry left, Niky looked at me and took both my hands.
“I had to do something,” she stated.
“Later you'll have to tell me in detail what you said to make him believe such nonsense and do what he did.”
“It was very fun, although there were moments when I thought we wouldn't make it to today because my brother was desperate.”
“Thank you,” I said sincerely. I owed my happiness to this woman.
“Thank me by being happy together.”
At that moment my brothers approached us.
“Dali, we're heading to the reception. What are you going to do?” Lolo asked.
“I'm going with Henry. You go ahead and we'll see you there.”
“So you decided to go after all,” Bastián affirmed.
“Sara asked us to come.”
“Very well, we'll see you at the reception.”