I can’t imagine:
- How she’s feeling now.
- How her twin sister is feeling now.
- How her father is feeling now. And her mother. And her grandparents. And, of course, her fiancé.
But why try to imagine what’s going inside of everybody’s head?
The goings on in mine are crystal clear.
So ‘effing proud, Lana.
All my love.
P.S. Your wedding gift is en route.