The Fiancée Farce

by Alexandria Bellefleur

“Tansy, here, has agreed to marry me.”

I just forwarded you the contact information for one of the premier event organizers in the city. She planned the wedding of that dating app mogul, Brandon something or other.

“And where is your father this evening?” Victor asked. Tansy cleared her throat. “Lakeview Cemetery.”

I’d worship you, if you’d let me.”

“I take care of what’s mine, okay?” Gemma’s eyes crinkled at the corners. “And you are mine, aren’t you?”