Chapter 17

THE DAY went by really fast. We entertained more guests as the hours passed, and both Damon and I were busy.

At one point, I almost forgot I was pretending because I was so engrossed in talking with the guests. As the sun set, the reality of what would happen tomorrow hit me.

Damon's relatives wanted us to dine separately, as there's a superstition that the groom shouldn't see the bride the night before the wedding. I heard my mom say it was alright and that we wouldn't sleep together. But because Damon's older relatives insisted, my mom agreed.

Now, I'm in another restaurant with my family, while Damon is with his family at another restaurant.

I was happy to be with my family, but this made me feel the impending wedding more acutely. My mom came to my room when it was time for bed. I was a bit surprised that she came alone and didn't bring my dad. I hadn't talked to my dad all day, and I was starting to think he was avoiding me.

"I'm glad you're doing well," she said, sitting on the