#Chapter 12: Practice Perfect

Aurora POV The day to choose the wedding venue arrives, and like everything else in my life, I have no real say in it. Beatrice and Camilla have somehow managed to insert themselves into the process, acting as if this wedding is some glamorous social event rather than a prison I’m being forced into. I don’t have it in me ro fight any of them, let alone care enough. So, I take a backseat to it all, choosing to stay out of it for the most part. I sit stiffly in the back of the car, hands folded in my lap as we drive to the venues, trying not to let the sinking feeling in my gut consume me. This will be the first time seeing Leonardo again after he’d been drugged by his son. The first time I’ll have to face him after he’d tried to make a move on me and take me to bed. To say I’m nervous is an understatement. Since that night, I’ve heard nothing from Leonardo or Dominic. I’m not sure whether to be relieved about that or terrified out of my mind. When it comes to the Guerrera me