While Ginny and her mother, Blanche, have often struggled to see eye to eye, the upcoming wedding has unwittingly forced them together. So much that during Ginny's dress fitting, Blanche passes down a set of pearls that her own mother once gave her.
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Cassia Garden, Belcoast (3:57pm)
Indirah: Where’s my heels? Has anyone seen my heels?
Ginevra: I’m going to wait downstairs. Eloise, are you coming?
Eloise: Yeah!
Camille: Kak Lina, can you do my hair, please?
Catalina: Sure! Let me get the hairbrush first.
Belle: There. You’re all done.
Ginny: Thank you, mum. How do I look?
Belle: Beautiful. You look beautiful, my dear.
Ginny: Mum…please don’t cry. It’s too early for that.
Belle: I know…I just can’t believe you’re getting married already.
Belle: You grew up so fast. I still remember how small you were when I first met you.
Ginny: Mum…
Belle: I remember that day when you asked me if you can call me “mommy”. I can never forget that day, ever.
Belle: You made me a mother, Ginny. Even though I wasn’t the one who gave birth to you, you still loved and accepted me.
Ginny: But you loved me like your own too, mum. You’ve never treated me differently. Not even once.
Ginny: You’ll always be my mum. No one can tell me otherwise.
Belle: I wish Irene was here to see you like this. You grew up so well. She would be proud.
*door opens and closes*
Belle: Hugo? What are you doing here?
Hugo: Mum asked me to call everyone down. The guests are arriving.
Belle: Oh, yeah. Ginny, you wait here, alright? I’ll have Lina or Dira call you later when the ceremony is about to start.
Ginny: Okay. I’ll see you later.
Ginny: Aren’t you going to follow her?
Hugo: Grandpa wants to talk to you. I’ll wait for him outside, yeah?
Ginny: Okay. I’ll take care of him. Have a seat, grandpa.
*door opens and closes*
Anthony: I heard you made your dress.
Ginny: Mhm! Do you like it?
Anthony: Yes. It’s beautiful. You look great in it.
Ginny: Thank you, grandpa.
Ginny: What do you want to talk about? Are you alright?
Anthony: I’m alright, my dear. I just…I need to give you something.
Ginny: What’s that?
Anthony: It’s a letter. From your mother. She wrote it for you before she…passed.
Anthony: I had this since you were a child. But I never found the right opportunity to give it to you. I thought today would be a good time. I’m sorry it took me so long.
Ginny: It’s okay. You have your reasons.
Anthony: Here, read it.
Ginny: What is it about?
Anthony: I don’t know. I didn’t read it. It’s your letter.
Hi Genevieve, it’s mommy. Do you like the name I gave you? Your dad thinks it’s cute, and I agree. I think it’s a perfect name for you. But he said it’s a bit long so we should figure out a nickname for you. Maybe Gee? Vivi? Ginny? I don’t know. We’ll figure it out when you’re here I guess!
Your dad and I are so excited to have you. It wasn’t planned but nothing good in this world is planned!
You were a big surprise for both of us. I was scared when I first found out about you. I was scared that your dad and his family wouldn’t accept us.
I already had plans for us if his family decided to not want anything to do with you and me. I was sure that I could raise you on my own.
I imagined us living in a small home back in my home country. I can already see our life in it.
You taking your first steps there…
…first day of school…
…moving to college…
…and getting ready for your wedding.
It would’ve been perfect. Just you and me.
But when I told your dad about you, he was overjoyed. And despite his father’s disapproval, he asked me to marry him.
Adapting to this life wasn’t easy. But your dad made sure that I know I can always count on him whenever I needed him. Even when he’s far away for his military training.
He really loves you. Every time we got on a call, he always asks how are you doing. I sometimes feel like he loves you more than he loves me. But it’s alright. I know he’ll take good care of you when you’re here.
Just a few months left, and you’ll be in our arms. And every day I’m looking forward to it. Though I know once you’re here, I’m going to miss having you so close to me. It’s funny.
I hope you know how much I love you, Genevieve. I can’t promise you I’ll be the perfect mother, but I’ll try my best. I want you to know that I’ll always be there for you when things get hard.
Thank you for choosing me to be your mother. I love you, my daughter.
Love,
Mommy.
Anthony: I have been alive for a long time, Genevieve. I have no regrets about anything I’ve ever done.
Anthony: But if there’s one thing that I deeply regret doing is…not being kinder to your mother.
Anthony: I…I was horrible to her. I’ve never accepted her. No matter how kind she was to me, I can never see past my anger towards her for “ruining” Emery’s future by having you.
Anthony: A few days before you were born. I had my first heart attack and your mother was the first person to see the signs and called the doctor for me.
Anthony: If it weren’t for her, I probably wouldn’t be here today.
Anthony: I was thankful. But I was too prideful to say anything at the time.
Anthony: I promised to myself that I’d be kinder to her after that day, but when Emery broke the news that she passed…it was too late.
Anthony: When Emery brought you to your late grammy and me before leaving you with your Aunt Sofia, I saw Irene in you.
Anthony: And I swore to myself that day that I can’t die until I see you happy.
Anthony: I want you to live the best life that your mother would’ve hoped for you.
Anthony: You don’t have to forgive me for my behavior towards your mother when she was alive. And if you hate me now because of that, I completely understand.
Anthony: I’m just glad that I get to see you happy now. And I hope that you’ll remain happy for the rest of your life.
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Magnolia House, Holan (8:50am)
*door opens and closes*
Alfie: Sayang?
Catalina: *groans* Hmm…
Alfie: Wake up. I thought you said you were supposed to meet up with Ginny and Dira today for the dress fitting?
Catalina: *muffled* Five minutes…
Alfie: I’d give you an hour if I could, but you told me you want to get there on time last night.
Catalina: *sighs* I’m so tired.
Alfie: I’ll make you your latte if you want to feel fresher. Maybe some croissants too?
Catalina: That sounds nice.
Alfie: Mhm. Now, go take a shower and come down for breakfast, okay?
Catalina: *yawns* Alright~
Catalina: Morning.
Alfie: Good morning. I’ve made you your latte and croissant.
Catalina: Thank you~
Catalina: Are you going anywhere today?
Alfie: Hm? Oh, yeah. I’m going to the palace this afternoon. Mum wants to meet me and talk about our schedule when we attend Leon’s wedding next month.
Catalina: I see…when are we leaving again?
Alfie: I’m not sure, but I’ll re-confirm it with mum later.
Catalina: Hmm.
Alfie: What’s wrong? Why aren’t you drinking it?
Catalina: Did the milk go bad? It smells…off?
Alfie: Really? Give me that.
Alfie: I think it smells fine to me?
Catalina: I’m serious, it smells bad. I don’t want it.
Alfie: Well, do you want tea instead? I can make you a cup if you want.
Catalina: It’s fine. I’ll get something else to eat later. I think I have to leave now. I don’t want to be late.
Alfie: Oh, okay. Don’t forget to eat, alright? Call me when you get there.
Catalina: Alright. I will.
Fae Bridal, Ahtolia
Catalina: *winces*
Ginny: Is everything okay?
Catalina: I’m fine. I just feel like the dress is a bit tight.
Ginny: Wait, really?
Catalina: Yeah. The chest area is the tightest part.
Ginny: Well, is it too late to alter it? We have a week left but I don’t want to make you uncomfortable.
Wonhee: I can alter it, ma’am.
Ginny: You can?
Wonhee: Yes. I’ll add it to my notes. Please excuse me.
Ginny: Alright. Thank you.
Indirah: You said your chest is tight? I thought it was just fine when we had our last fitting?
Catalina: Maybe I gained weight a bit. It’s been a while since we last came here. And my period is about to start too, so it can get sore sometimes.
Indirah: Huh, probably. Or you could be pregnant.
Catalina: Pfft, it can’t be. If I were, I’d know.
Ginny: I don’t know. I’ve read that period symptoms and pregnancy symptoms can be almost the same. Who knows? Maybe you are pregnant.
Indirah: Yeah. Ginny’s right.
Catalina: *scoffs* Eh~ We’ll see in a few days. If you guys are wrong, I want you guys to treat me to lunch!
Catalina: *breathless* It’s getting late here. C-can we continue the call tomorrow? Yeah, okay bye.
Alfie: *playfully* Done already? I was just getting started.
Catalina: You are in a big trouble, Mr. Frederick.
Alfie: Ooh~ I’m so scared.
Catalina: You’re not sleeping tonight until I’m done with you.
Alfie: Is that a threat, Mrs. Frederick?
Catalina: *scoffs* It’s a promise.
Indirah: Wow, you ordered more than usual. Are you getting the cinnamon roll for Alfie?
Catalina: Huh? This? Nope. They’re mine!
Indirah: Whoa, you must be very hungry. I thought you hate those?
Catalina: I just want to give it a try. They’re not too bad!
Indirah: *chuckles* I’m glad you’re enjoying them then.
[Scene transitions to Lina and Alfie going on an engagement, maybe cutting ribbons for the opening of the children’s library? Alfie reads a book for the children.]
Alfie:…the King fell in love with the Princess after seeing her beauty and asks for her hand in marriage. But the Princess has set several conditions for him before she can agree to his proposal.
Ali: What are the conditions?
Hanna: Yeah! Tell us, Mr. Prince!
Alfie: The Princess’ conditions are; the King must build a golden palace for her to live in and a golden bridge all the way from Mount Belcoast to Mount Silvie for her to walk to and from. She then would also want seven barrels of tears from a young maiden for her to bathe in. And a bowl of the blood of the King’s young heir.
Hope: Whoa! That sounds crazy impossible!
Ali: Right? Why would she give him all that conditions?
Catalina: Well, that’s actually her way of subtly telling him that she doesn’t want to marry him.
Alfie: Exactly. And in the end, the King got the hint and returned to his Kingdom. He’d rather not sacrifice his child just to marry someone.
Hanna: Wah~ The King is a good dad! Just like my appa!
Hope: Tell us more stories, please!
Catalina: You’re going to be a great dad one day, Alfie.
Alfie: Why’d you say that?
Catalina: You’re good with kids. And I know you’re going to be great to our kids.
Catalina: It’s just like a dream I had. You and the children, asleep on the bed after you read them bedtime stories.
Catalina: Just remembering that dream again makes me so happy.
Ginny: *content sigh* This feels like a dream. Everything feels so perfect.
Rainier: Well, if it is. I don’t want to wake up.
Ginny: I can’t wait for our wedding. It’s going to be perfect.
Rainier: I know. I can’t wait too. We’ve waited so long for this.
Ginny: You make me so happy. I don’t deserve you.
Rainier: You do. You deserve everything good in this world.
Rainier: And I’ll continue to make you happy. Until we’re old and grey.
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Gardenia Estate, Belcoast (7:56pm)
♫ Music plays in the background ♫
Belle: Dira! Over here!
Belle: We’ve been waiting for you! What took you so long?
Indirah: Sorry for the wait, Aunt Bee. The traffic was quite bad.
Belle: It’s alright. You’re here now. Niamh, you remember Dira, right?
Niamh: Of course~ It’s nice to see you again.
Indirah: Same here.
Niamh: Oh, this is my nephew, Dom. Dom, this is Dira. You went to her brother’s wedding a few years ago with Saoirse and me, remember?
Indirah: Nice to see you here. I didn’t know you were related to Auntie Niamh.
Niamh: Oh? You know each other?
Indirah: I’ve met him several times. He lost his wallet the first time we met and he also got lost in our Campus.
Domhnall: *chuckles* That’s me. Sorry I didn’t recognize you sooner. You look different without all that tiara and stuff.
Indirah: *scoffs* Is that so? Do I really look that different?
Domhnall: Well, if I’m being honest, you look prettier without them.
Belle: Dira, dear, why don’t you take Dom to Ginny and Rainier over there? He arrived a few minutes before you and hasn’t greeted them yet. Maybe you both can greet our couple together?
Indirah: Yeah, sure.
Domhnall: What are you doing?
Niamh: Nothing~ Just go with her. You’ll thank us later.
Domhnall: Aunt—
Indirah: Dom? Are you coming?
Domhnall: Yeah, give me a sec!
Sofia: So Ginny told me that you guys are trying for a baby now. How’s it going?
Alfie: We’re still working on it.
Darien: Have you decided how many kids you want?
Alfie: We haven’t talked about it yet.
Sofia: Well, you should. Don’t go in blind. Being a parent is not like playing house.
Catalina: We’ll talk about it soon. I’m sure we’ll figure out how many we want.
Darien: You better stick to the plan or else you’re gonna end up like your Uncle Em here.
Emery: Hey! Don’t be mean. Belle and I planned to have a big family. We love the chaos.
Sofia: Mhm. Sure you do.
*Darien & Emery laughs in the background*
Catalina: Alfie?
Alfie: Hm?
Catalina: We never talked about how many kids we want.
Alfie: Mhm. I thought I’d let you decide that. You’re the one who’s gonna push them out.
Catalina: I know that. But what if I told you I only want one baby? What are you gonna do then?
Alfie: Then one child is what we’ll get.
Catalina: *clicks tongue* Alfie! Is this not important to you?
Alfie: Of course it’s important to me.
Catalina: Then why aren’t you telling me what you want? If this is important to you, we would’ve had this conversation before we got married.
Alfie: It just never crossed my mind.
Catalina: Oh, so you’re saying you never thought about having kids with me before?
Alfie: Don’t twist my words. Of course I’ve always thought about having kids with you. I just never gave it a serious thought.
Catalina: *huffs* Fine then. Since you say it like that, then I guess we’ll only have one.
Alfie: *sighs*
Alfie: Three kids, max.
Catalina: Just three?
Alfie: *snorts* What? You want more?
Catalina: *scoffs* Three is fine. Not too much. We both have three siblings too and our parents can handle that. It won’t be too hard.
Alfie: Eh~ We’ll see. If our kids take after me, they’re going to be a handful. I was a naughty kid, y’know.
Catalina: I know. Nothing I can’t handle. If I can handle their dad, I’m sure I can handle them too.
