The glass frame was rectangular in size, big and heavy enough to require two workers to carry it.
Liliana was still standing stiffly opposite the two men, her eyes were focused on the surface of the glass where a shocking message was displayed.
[To My Wife, Liliana,
Congratulations On Your New Venture,
From Your Husband, Asher]
The words were in color gold, the sunlight was brightly reflected on them. Colorful pressed flower petals adorned the glass. They were arranged in the shape of a heart. The frame came with its own stand, also in color gold.
"Miss?" One of the workers spoke, trying to get Liliana's attention, "Where should we put this glass?"
Liliana's complexion was pale. She realized that the eyes of the nearby customers were looking in her direction. They also looked at the huge frame glass, seemingly interested in the message.
"The owner's husband is sweet."
"The glass is pretty. Like the one in weddings."