PAIGE
The mansion smelled like fresh flowers and polished wood. I walked from room to room, checking every detail—tables, chairs, floral arrangements, even the little name cards. My fingers itched to fix everything myself, pero sabi ni Louisianna, it’s supposed to be stress-free for me.
“Paige, we need to finalize the catering menu,” Louisianna said, holding her tablet like it was a shield.
I glanced at the list again.
“Okay, we go with La Première for the appetizers and Casa Celestia for the main course. But I want the dessert tasting tomorrow. I need to try the chocolate soufflé myself.”
Harriet piped up, “I’ll schedule the tasting. And the cake—Ms. Joanne already has the sketch for the final design.” Then pinakita niya rin sa ‘kin ang phone niya kung saan nando’n ang final design.
