Too Late To Love Me I Already Left With His Twins (Lydia and Dave) novel Chapter 333

Lydia

Teni had prepared a shortlist of outdoor spaces that could accommodate the kind of celebration we wanted. She showed us photographs of each location, along with their capacity, facilities, accessibility, and the practical considerations we would need to discuss before making a decision.

The first venue was a beautiful garden with mature trees, an open lawn, and a charming little walkway leading towards the ceremony area. It looked peaceful and romantic, and I immediately liked the idea of exchanging vows beneath the trees.

“Look at this,” I said, leaning closer to the screen. “This is beautiful.”

Anna studied the photograph. “It is. What’s the capacity?”

Teni explained that the space could accommodate our proposed guest numbers, although we’d need to be mindful of the seating arrangement if we wanted a dance floor and a separate area for the reception.

Anna nodded. “Okay. What about parking?”

“There is parking on the premises, but the available spaces may be limited if the guest count increases.”

“And restroom facilities?”

“Those are available within the main building.”

“What about power supply? And backup power?”

Teni explained the arrangements, and Anna wrote everything down.

I was still looking at the garden.

I could imagine walking down the aisle, the trees moving gently in the breeze, flowers framing the path, and Dave waiting at the other end.

The image made my chest feel warm.

“I really like this one,” I said.

Anna glanced at me. “I can tell.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“It means you’ve been staring at the picture for the last five minutes.”

“I have not.”

“Lydia, I watched you zoom in on the flowers.”

“Because I was looking at the details!”

“Of course.”

Teni smiled. “It’s a lovely venue, and it could work well with your theme. However, we’d need to consider the weather carefully. An outdoor ceremony always requires a contingency plan, particularly if the reception is also taking place outside.”

“That’s fair,” I said. “I’d rather have a backup option than be caught off guard.”

Anna nodded. “Agreed. We need to know exactly what happens if it rains. Is there an indoor alternative? Would it cost extra? How quickly can the setup be moved?”

Teni answered each question, explaining the venue’s backup arrangements and the additional costs that might apply depending on the final setup.

Then she showed us the second venue.

This one was more secluded, with a smaller garden and a lovely open space surrounded by greenery. It had a covered terrace that could accommodate the reception if the weather changed, and the layout seemed particularly suited to a smaller gathering.

I liked it immediately.

It felt intimate in the way I’d been trying to describe since the previous day. The space wasn’t enormous, but it didn’t feel cramped either. There was room for the ceremony, the tables, and a small area where people could mingle without everything feeling crowded together.

“This one,” I said.

Anna turned to me. “You’ve seen one photograph.”

“I’ve seen enough to know I like it.”

“That’s exactly how you ended up buying those shoes you wore once and then abandoned.”

I stared at her. “Those shoes were comfortable.”

“You complained about them for three weeks.”

“Because they were not comfortable.”

“Exactly my point.”

Teni laughed softly. “Why don’t we go through the details before making a decision? The photographs are useful, but we’d want you to visit the venue in person if it’s a serious contender.”

I nodded reluctantly.

Anna asked about the cost, the facilities, the available dates, and whether the venue allowed outside vendors. Teni explained that the space had some restrictions regarding installation times and certain equipment, which would need to be factored into our plans.

That gave Anna pause.

“Restrictions like what?”

Teni explained that the venue had specific guidelines for lighting equipment, sound systems, and the use of certain structures. It also had a defined time for vendors to begin setting up, meaning we would need to coordinate the installation carefully.

Anna wrote everything down, then looked at me.

“I’m not saying we shouldn’t consider it, but we need to be realistic. If the restrictions affect the design we want, we could end up paying more to work around them.”

I frowned. “But the space is perfect for the kind of wedding I want.”

“I know, babe. I’m not arguing that it isn’t beautiful. I’m asking whether we can achieve what you want there without creating unnecessary complications.”

I leaned back in my chair.

She wasn’t wrong, which was deeply inconvenient.

The third venue was a larger garden with a more formal layout. It had extensive grounds, a spacious lawn, and a permanent covered structure that could accommodate a reception. It was also better equipped for larger events, with more parking and fewer restrictions on the vendors we could bring in.

I could appreciate the advantages, but it felt too big for us.

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