Outside the church, the photos began. Valentina smiled and posed, representing perfectly the happy bride. She had to admit that Alexander also was convincing, embracing her affectionately for the photos. “You look beautiful together,” said the photographer. “It shows that you love each other much.” “Thanks,” responded Valentina.

“We really love each othermuch, right, love?” Too much, agreed Alexander, kissing her forehead. During the photos, Valentina began to observe more attentively the guests. Her family was radiant. Patricia, her mother, cried of emotion when chatting with her friends. Richard greeted everyone, proud of his daughter. From the side of Alexander, the environment was different. Mrs.

Carmen forced smiles, but Valentina noticed that she whispered with some people, making comments that seemed malicious. Sophia, her 20-year-old sister, law student, approached during a pause in the photos. Val, are you okay? You look a bit weird. I’m perfect, Sophia. Why do you say it? I don’t know. You’re different.

Very controlled. Valentina embraced her sister. They are just nerves. Everything is perfect. But Sophia continued looking at her with that inquisitive expression that she developed in the university. After the photos, everyone headed to the ballroom of the Hienda Royale Hotel, the most elegant in Aspen.

Valentina had dreamed with this reception for months, planning each detail with the most renowned event organizer of the region. The hall was decorated with white roses and green foliage. Golden lights created a magic environment. 250 guests settled in the round tables covered with imported linen tablecloths. During the cocktail, Valentina circulated among the guests, receiving congratulations and embraces.

She maintained the smile and responded to all the questions about plans for the honeymoon and children. But inside she analyzed each movement of Alexander. He chatted animatedly with the brothers-in-law, trying to impress with his knowledge about the businesses of the family. He talked about expanding the coffee shops, modernizing the gas stations as if he were already part of the corporate plans of Richard.