Maya’s P. O. V.
It was almost 11:30 on my screen when I finally hit the brake right in front of my destination. An alarm rang in no time and soon I watched the huge iron gate of the Walton’s Residence automatically open, giving me access to the property right away. Without waiting for another second, I turned the wheels to let my car roll through the driveway until I reached the villa at last.
On my way to the villa, I did not fail to see how beautifully the entire ground of our Walton Residence have been decorated just to celebrate the big day in my life. And everyone seemed to be super busy to complete the last-minute arrangements as soon as possible.
I did not even have to enter the villa to know that most of the guests have already arrived and dad must be getting extremely furious
