Chapter 378
- Rosa’s POV
- I always thought that when the day of my wedding came, I’d be a mess. The kind of bride who panicked over everything—the flowers, the dress, the vows. The kind who broke down in an ugly cry while her mother frantically patted her back and assured her it would be fine.
- But as I stood in front of the mirror, surrounded by Emilia and Gianna, watching Francesca twirl in her flower girl dress, I felt… calm.