Chapter 172 A House Full Of Laughter

• CALLIE’S POV
• "Millie, if Renan tries to suggest military-gray tablecloths one more time, I am going to lose my absolute mind!"
• I practically yelled the words into the open space of the executive living room, throwing my hands up in total, unadulterated frustration. I was sitting cross-legged right in the center of the floor, completely marooned inside a chaotic, sprawling sea of hundreds of silk fabric swatches, glossy floral catalogs, and thick bridal magazines.