Dia: A Lover's Revenge

Bothers...

   The Saturday of that week before the wedding. 

"Have you had all necessary things in place? I wouldn't want any problem at all? Nor a mistake."

Claire said, looking sternly at the slender but good looking lady in red gown seated beside her on the two seater couch. They were in the second parlour. The parlour you've never heard of. 

The lady was the one in charge of the planning of the wedding ceremony. And she ought to give account of the things which were in place or ought to be in the proper place.

Rowe was seated too but was sliding his finger through the screen of his apple iPad. He occasionally looked up from the phone. 

Max was seated opposite Rowe. He was seated in the position where he could hold all of them in his gaze. He heard the lady say after sorting out some of the packages before her. 

"Yes we have. I've gotten to all who need to be available. Do not worry, like we agreed last week, the vendor