Chapter 15 — Poor Little Ally

Scott

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I didn't really want to be here for the wedding, but somehow I ended up coming anyway. I was told by a source - let's call it a little birdie - that my presence was expected. And now, against my better judgment, I find myself here, feeling incredibly bored and uninterested in everything that's going on.

As I took my seat next to Niko in the front row, I couldn't help but feel the urge for a smoke. The thought of weddings made me feel uneasy and repulsed.

The mere notion of binding yourself to one person for eternity seemed grotesque and made my stomach turn. I mean, honestly, the idea of waking up every day and seeing the same face for the rest of my life was enough to make me want to puke. I could never, and I mean never, commit to such a fate.

I peered across the room, my eyes fell upon the Cerone family seated on the opposite end. Their unappealing faces and features disgusted me to no end. Aldo, in particular, I found repulsive, and for good reason. I have seen hi