With a deep breath, Giovanni opens the door that throws open my view to the sea of people who mean everything in the world to me. The room is fit to bursting with standing guests all waiting patiently, looking this way, and the immediate melody of music echoing toward us.

Christina Perri's ‘ A Thousand Years’ plays down the aisle, and I frown back at Leila with a half-smile on my face. It’s not a song I would’ve chosen myself.

“Sophie picked it,” Leila mutters, ...