"My parents are making a big deal of it. My mother… she's unstoppable."
"I'll be sure to indulge her then," he said.
"Thank you," she said softly. "According to her program," Bianca continued, "it's going to take the entire weekend. There's a family retreat for tomorrow… I'm sure they just want to gather the familia, mostly talk business, but whatever… and Saturday is a simple dinner. Sunday is the actual party."
"So… you're going to be busy all weekend," he observed.
"Yes," she said. "But it's nothing I can't handle. My mother will drag me through the motions, but I'll survive. Our wedding was worse."
"Will keep that in mind," Luca said. His gaze remained fixed ahead.
"Thank you for doing this," she said after a moment. "I know with everything going on with us, you don't have to."
"It's fine," he said simply. "Let's just get it over with."
She nodded once, silently, turning her attention back to the road as the city blurred past them.
