At first, I convinced myself that I might have been imagining it, but as the hours went by, I started to feel like it wasn't a coincidence at all. I didn't even understand why Raphael was ignoring me as if he was upset by something that I had done. If there was someone who should have been upset, it should have been me, not him. Rosabella and her father were there to welcome us warmly to their mansion. By the time we arrived, every invited member from their side of the family was already there. The luxurious and high-ceilinged living room of Rosabella's mansion was decorated with pink and white roses and lilies, filling the room with a sweet and loving aroma. The room had been transformed by the decoration to give off a vibe of a fairy tale castle where the prince and princess were about to get engaged.