A wave of unease washed over me at the mention of Diana, but I forced a smile to hide it. “Of course. I need to get that planned. I keep forgetting to ask my mother about it, but I’ll do that when I get home and make sure she’s okay with the arrangement.”
“I see no reason why she wouldn’t be,” Alexander said. “But please let me know once you’ve confirmed with her. I’ll make all of the arrangements so you don’t need to worry about it.”
“Thank you,” I replied.
Normally, I would argue against Alexander taking on more responsibility for the wedding, but the idea of contacting Diana on my own left me uneasy.
The comments she had made about Alexander when we first met still lingered uncomfortably in my mind. I didn’t trust myself to handle a private conversation with her again,
