The Wedding Menu (Love & Other Recipes)

by Letizia Lorini

Lowering his gaze, he unbuttons the sleeves of his white shirt and rolls them over his forearms like he knows what he’s doing.

“He asked me to sit in his chair so he’d have an excuse to talk to you. He said you were the most beautiful woman he’d ever seen.”

“The problem isn’t that you didn’t choose me. The problem is that you didn’t choose yourself.”