Sorry Tessa, so sorry, but we can’t use the Gran Cielo Viñedo. There aren’t enough toilets or lights, and also, I fucked Wyatt. Literally and figuratively. I think I’m in love with him, but he can’t even look me in the eyes. So sorry, but your perfect dream wedding will have to be somewhere else. And what would I say to Wyatt? Turns out, your ranch isn’t worthy. Sorry. But we’ll leave a five-star review.
