There are three days left until Finn Wilson and Viola Harris's wedding.
Amelia Clarke delivered her wedding gift to Emerald Villa in advance.
The two sat and talked for a little while before Viola Harris received a call from her aunt. She stared at the phone screen for a moment before answering, "Hello." There was a sense of detachment in her voice.
"Viola, we heard you're having a wedding on the fifteenth. I'm planning to take the train to Capital City with your uncle tomorrow. A girl's wedding only happens once in a lifetime, how can it lack family attendance? Rest assured, we won't embarrass you."
When Viola Harris was getting married, she hesitated to tell her uncle and aunt, ultimately deciding against it. To them, she was just an ATM; even if they knew she was getting married, so what? They wouldn't genuinely wish her well.
"How did you find out?" Her hometown and Capital City are miles apart, and her uncle and aunt don't have any acquaintances there.
