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14

LATER THAT DAY I heard screams from my office.

I immediately knew who was causing problems. Cazzo, this girl.

Gritting my teeth, I stood up from my chair and pulled on my blazer. I avoided her all day, knowing I would have to deal with her after she picked out a dress. But I couldn't let her upset Celestina, who was an old friend.

A steady stream of Italian swear words echoed throughout the hallway. Celestina had a foul mouth and a short fuse. Probably because I liked her.

I entered the ballroom. The two women were facing each other near a row of dresses and Celestina was cursing Francesca's ancestors. I didn't allow myself to look at my son's fiancée. “Ciao, Tina,” I called. - Stay where you are?

The petite dark-haired designer turned around. — Dai ! This girl, beautiful. I can not stand. She has no fashion sense. She's turning her nose up at every dress. My dresses!

I kissed her cheeks. —But that's why I brought you. Because you're the best and we should teach you what it means to b
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