After three more knocks, Liam opened the door, and Lisa walked into the room with a long white veil trailing on the floor behind her. The dress she was wearing reminded me of a ball gown. It had lace sleeves that went all the way down to her wrists. I thought she looked like a princess.

"You guys look great!" Lisa beamed. "These are yours," she turned to the girls and handed them the two small bouquets she was holding.

"You look beautiful," I said.

"Thank you, hun," she smiled.

Lisa stood for a moment and just looked at us. She seemed to be taking in the moment.

"I can't thank you guys enough for doing this for me," she sighed. "It really means a lot. I know you didn't have to do this, so thank you."

"You're very welcome," Caroline smiled. "We're happy to help. I'm Caroline, by the way, I don't think we had a chance to give you our names before."

Lisa hugged her. "Thank you, Caroline."

The rest of us gave our names, and she hugged us too.

Then Lisa turned to Caroline and said, "Have you ever been to Philadelphia?"

Caroline shook her head. "No, I can't say that I have."

"Are you sure?"

"I'm sure," Caroline giggled. "I would definitely remember going to Philadelphia. I hear it's a very lovely and historic city. I'd love to see it someday."

"You look just like this girl I met there once-what was her name again? I can't remember. Oh well."

"Lisa," I said, stepping towards her.

"Yes, hun?"

"Uh, here's the change from buying our clothes."

"Oh, right," Caroline added and reached into her purse. "This is the change from our dresses and shoes."

Lisa held her hand up. "Keep it," she replied. "Think of it as another thank you for helping a girl out on a day like today."

"Are you sure?" Caroline asked. "This is a lot of money."

"I'm sure," Lisa said.

Sofia cleared her throat. "Uh, Lisa, have you ever been to Sicily?"

"Of course," she beamed. "That's where Fabio's Family's from-it's nice down there, but we met in Ventimiglia-that's why we plan to live here and get married here, obviously."

"That's nice," Caroline smiled, but before she could say anything else, Sofia spoke up.

"What does Fabio do for a living?"

Is she trying to get us in trouble?

Caroline shot Sofia a couple of daggers, but Sofia pretended not to notice.

Then Lisa looked at us with a straight face and said, "He sells drugs."

I was stunned. Liam, Caroline and Sofia's eyes went wide. None of us said anything for what felt like the longest minute of my life. We just stood there like statues, listening to the seagulls squawking in the distance. I was about to say something when Lisa's face started turning red, and she burst out laughing.

"Oh, my God!" Lisa said, covering her mouth and giggling. "That works every time, but you guys had THE best reaction I've ever seen," she wiped a tear from her eye. "I need to stop before I ruin my mascara again. I really needed that laugh, though" she breathed out. "Okay, I can get married now. Thank you," she chuckled, trying to catch her breath.

"So does your fiancé actually...sell drugs?" Liam asked nervously.

Lisa nodded. "Yes, he actually does..." her voice trailed off, and she started to grin. "He's a pharmacist."

I sighed, feeling like I could finally breathe again. Liam and the girls started slowly smiling, now that we were all in on the joke.

Lisa explained that Fabio decided that he wanted to become a pharmacist when he was seventeen. And at first, his dad wasn't very supportive of him not following along in the family business. Though she didn't mention what the "family business" was-I wasn't about to ask-and neither did anyone else. But the look on Sofia's face said, "told ya so."

"Anyway," Lisa continued. "By the time Fabio was about to graduate from high school, he and his dad had come to an understanding. They talked things out, and Mr. Motisi agreed to pay for Fabio to go to college. After graduation, Fabio got a job working here, at the pharmacy over on Via Cavour. That was right around the time I came here on vacation and got a sore throat. He sold me some cold medicine and the rest is history."

I couldn't help smiling as Lisa told the story. I could tell it was a happy memory for her just by the way her eyes lit up as she talked about it.

"That was a wonderful story," Caroline said.

Lisa smiled and nodded. "Okay, I think we should get moving here. I'll need you girls to help me put on my shoes—and you boys should run over to the cathedral, Father Adorno will tell you what to do—we'll see you in a bit."

Liam and I nodded as the girls left the room holding their bouquets and picking up Lisa's long veil and train.

"Ready to head over?" I said to Liam.

"One sec," he replied. "We should grab a couple pictures before we head out—mirror selfies for old time's sake?"

"Sure," I smiled, and we walked over to the bathroom.

"Okay," Liam said, "let's do a goofy one and then a good one, 'k?"

I nodded.

In the first one, I was cross-eyed while Liam did duck face.

"Got it," Liam smiled. "Now a mean mug one," he held up his phone again to take the picture.

For the last one, we smiled and had our arms across each other shoulders. As Liam lowered the phone, I walked out of the bathroom and was half-way to the door when I realised he wasn't behind me. I turned around to see Liam still standing in the bathroom, staring at his phone.

I saw his reflection in the mirror. He had a sad expression on his face like he had just lost something.

"You okay, buddy?" I asked.

"Yeah," he replied, quickly shoving the phone into his pocket. "I'm good," he turned around and smiled. "Let's go usher some people into a church."

But the half-smile on his face was enough to tell me he wasn't "good." The last time he looked like that was right after the breakup with Alyssa.

On our way to the cathedral, Liam was oddly quiet. He seemed to be thinking about something, but it didn't feel like a good time to ask him what was on his mind. So I didn't say anything and just walked beside him through the winding, narrow streets with my hands in my pockets.