Sixty-Two

The next few days were the most surreal of all the days of Arianna’s life that it even surpassed that night she first went to Eric’s private house in the back of the hacienda.

Eric used his influence to get an expedited marriage license for both of them within a week and the wedding itself was performed by a judge in the garden of the house they were staying in the next day.

It was private, attended only by their immediate family (minus his mother, of course) and her awe-struck childhood friends driven from the province to witness.

There weren’t adults, but she was informed the Señor had the staff in the hacienda invite tenants for a catered celebration of the day in the hacienda’s function hall, unofficially confirming the news about his only son marrying his girlfriend and shutting down any dirty gossip regarding how they met. At most, it was just a malicious charge thrown at her by Eric’s mother, accusing her of seducing her son with her feminine wiles.

The fact was, most believed i