Half a month later, Mom was ecstatic when we brought the folder of ideas to her after Daisy and I spent some time hashing things out. Daisy wanted blue and white. I leaned toward green and blue. So, we compromised on everything.
We locked in blue and white flowers, green streamers, and somehow, she managed to create this picture in my head—vines climbing, blooming with flowers at every twist. Agreeing was easier than I thought. Daisy wanted a small gathering with the Alpha, his family, ours, and a few Omegas to help out. I wanted Neil, his dad, and the guys. She was all in.
For her dress, she surprised me. Picked up a cheap, simple white one and took it straight to the seamstress. Asked her to add blue flowers climbing up from green vines stitched into the hem. When it was finished, my p
