138. Raven
Sleep was elusive last night, tangled with the excitement of seeing my best friend—the only family I had—on her wedding day. Athena’s surprise nuptials would shock her, but it would be worth every secret and every frantic plan. Now that the day had arrived, my nerves buzzed with equal parts excitement and anxiety.
I couldn't even contain my joy seeing that Lorenzo sought me, me, the one who always smelled like rotten eggs, to help in his wedding plans. I was ecstatic and could wait to see Athena's face.
I threw off the covers and dashed to the bathroom before procrastination could catch up with me. The shower was quick, the water doing little to calm my racing thoughts. Back in my room, I rifled through my closet, choosing something casual yet neat—a yellow flowery that hugge
