The moment my mask is ripped away, a dead silence falls over the entire Sky Garden.
Just a second ago, the guests were drowning in shock and whispers. Now, they are frozen as if under a spell, their eyes locked on my face. The very air seems to solidify.
Then, the silence is shattered by an even greater commotion.
“It’s Zara! It’s really Zara Jones!”
“Hasn’t she been missing? Sophia said she was sent to the Snowfield pack for re-education! What is she doing here?”
“Oh my Goddess, the woman on the screen, hugging and kissing David… was that her?”
The murmurs swell into a tidal wave, crashing over the wedding venue. All eyes dart back and forth between me, David, and Sophia, filled with curiosity, contempt, and the thrill of watching a drama unfold.
Sophia’s face is the most spectacul
