[Hazel]
To my surprise—and reluctant admiration—Elisabeth’s impulsive decision to hire Vesper hadn’t been a disaster. In fact, it might’ve been the best thing she did for the wedding. The Christmas Eve party preparations were nothing short of breathtaking. Even the most seasoned professionals would’ve struggled to balance the grandeur of a winter gala while simultaneously planning a wedding just five days away, but somehow, he had pulled it off.
The Addams Mansion, tucked deep in its secluded jungle, had been transformed into a celebration caught between two worlds—traditional warmth and haunting beauty. The grand ballroom glittered with twinkling gold fairy lights suspended in clusters that mimicked starlight. Wreaths of dark ivy and crimson roses hung from iron sconces, and matte black
