- ANISHA POV
- If Dylan could have had it his way, him and I would have married in the next seven days. It was his dad who convinced him to push to fourteen days. The invitations were being made, and the two of us went to see the wedding planner. It was a team of fifteen people, led by a lady who really seemed to be on top of her game. She really knew what she was doing, and I did not even want to ask how much she was charging for her services. I constantly reminded myself that it was time to accept the reality of being rich. I needed to stop asking about prices and fearing to buy staff. Of course I meant to be responsible, but a bit of spoiling oneself here and there was not harmful.
- They showed us a number of videos showing their previous works, and one of the team-mates explained everything in detail. I fell in love with the vintage themed wedding. That was what I wanted, I wanted natural colours; the ethical colours. Dylan and I went back home and cuddled up together on a sofa, we got into details of our wedding.