Evelyn’s POV
I push the window open just enough to let the night air slip in.
The moment it does, my breath catches.
Below me, the courtyard is alive—people arriving in waves, laughter spilling into the night, gowns shimmering under the lights, suits sharp and regal. Everything feels… magical.
And suddenly, my stomach flips.
Butterflies—wild, uncontrollable—swarm through me.
This is real.
I pull myself away from the window and step into the living room, expecting to find the Alpha family waiting… watching… judging.
But it’s empty.
Completely empty.
A strange feeling settles in my chest.
Of course they’re already down there, I think. Greeting everyone. Being perfect.
I swallow, my throat unbearably dry, and head to the kitchen. My fingers tremble slightly as I grab a bottle of w
