INT. TONY’S CAR – DAY
“The car purrs as they drive along a scenic route, with vast fields on one side and the expansive ocean visible on the other. The landscape is painted with vibrant hues of green and blue, interspersed with colourful wildflowers. The tranquility of the surroundings is juxtaposed with the unspoken emotions bubbling inside the car.”
Tony (breaking the silence, voice filled with nostalgia): “This place… it’s like stepping into a time machine. Do you remember the school trip we took here? We got lost trying to follow that trail.”
Nana (chuckling softly): “Oh, I remember. We ended up at that tiny shack where the old woman gave us some homemade mango juice. Best I’ve ever had.”
Tony (nodding): “And the way the stars looked that night… nothing’s ever come close.”
Nana (looking out, lost in thought): “Some memories just stick with you, don’t they?”
The car finally pulls into a lavish garden, meticulously landscaped with roses and lilies, with a marble fountain at its center. Sultana, a vivacious woman with a warm smile, rushes to greet them.
Sultana (clasping her hands together, eyes shining): “Ah, you’re here! Look at you two. A perfect match if I ever saw one. Beth is one lucky lady, Tony.”
Tony (smiling politely): “Thank you, Sultana. Nana has been instrumental in making this day come together.”
Nana’s face stiffens slightly, her smile wavering for a moment as Sultana’s words sink in. She feels an unexpected twinge in her heart, a fleeting moment of ‘what if’. She quickly regains her composure, reminding herself of the task at hand.
Nana (taking a deep breath): “Let’s get started, shall we? We have a wedding to plan.”
