One month later

I was nervous; the big day had arrived, when Nick and I would be united in marriage, the last few weeks had been very stressful, first to reach an agreement on the type of celebration we wanted. He convinced me to do it in Tuscany and I convinced him not to invite numerous people, so we limited the invitation to only eighty people, mostly family, some friends of mine and Nick's and some of his most important partners because if it were up to him, he would have invited half of Europe to the celebration.

On the other hand, no matter how much I refused, I couldn't stop myself from hiring an army of stylists, makeup artists, designers, who prepared me as if I were a royal bride.

I looked at myself in the mirror, I was wearing a beautiful beige dress that fit my body, mermaid cut, V”shaped neckline in the front and an A”line in the back, exposing my back, long sleeves with lace, Valentino shoes, in beige, with exquisite details of jewels and handmade embroidery.

My hairstyl