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Ava’s eyes light up. “That’s right. All the people I love will be here,” she says, bringing her hands close to her chest.
Once she has her dress and shoes on, we head toward Carla and Gonzalo’s house to meet with the family.
The vineyard is closed to the public today because we didn’t want to deal with tourists on our special day—not to mention, there are three billionaires on site. My brother-in-law, Gabo, is here with Isa, along with Gio—one of Vicente’s closest friends—and Luca’s brother, who came with his wife, Ruin.
We couldn’t attend their wedding last year, but they came to spend Christmas here in Chile, and Ruin and I quickly became friends. She’s such a sweetheart, and her voice is beautiful. She’ll be singing a couple of songs for us during the ceremony.
“Oh, there’s the bride and the flower girl,” Carla exclaims with glee as we enter her house.
“Abuelita,” Ava says as soon as her eyes land on Carla, making a beeline for her. The two of them disappear, and I wonder if they’re planning something—those two are as thick as thieves.
“Is it time yet?” Karina asks as I enter the living room. Baby Enzo sits on her lap, playing with a cute giraffe.
“I think it’s about time for Vicente and I to take pictures, but I have a few more minutes.” I reply as I pass my hands down my dress.
I know there’s nothing to be nervous about, but for some reason, I am.
“You look stunning, Cami. So gorgeous,” Karina says, scanning me up and down. “If I didn’t know any better, I would say you have an extra glow about you.”
She squints her eyes, and I press my lips together.
“No way!” she shouts, standing up from the sofa and rushing to hug me—baby Enzo between us.
I hug her back as I chuckle nervously. “He doesn’t know yet. So please don’t ruin the surprise,” I say as I see her eyes watering.
“This day just keeps getting better and better,” she finally says as tears spill from her eyes.
I frown at her, but she simply widens her eyes.
“No way!” I shout as she bursts into laughing, bouncing in place.
“Yes way! We’ll be pregnant together.”
I hug her again, and suddenly, my nervousness disappears.
Today couldn’t be a happier day.
Vicente Godoy
The moment I see Camila walking down the hill to me, my heart starts beating faster. She looks like an ethereal creature with her flowy, off-white dress. There’s nothing really fancy about it, but the way she wears it—with elegance and poise—makes her look even more stunning.
“Camila,mi vida, you look…” I trail off as she stands next to me.
“Thank you, you look very dashing too.” She gives me a quick peck on the lips.
I hear a click. When I turn to look where the sound came from, I see two photographers.
“Please, carry on,” one of them says with a smile on their face. “We want to capture the essence of your relationship. So please forget we’re here.”
I nod as I take a deep breath. There’s something I want to run by my wife before the ceremony.
“I’ve been thinking about a way to make Ava part of our ceremony today,” I begin, and Camila looks at me with rapt attention.
“Remember the day she asked me if she could call me Daddy?”
Camila nods, emotion shining in her eyes.
“Well, I was thinking that a good way to include her in today’s ceremony would be to officially adopt her.”