Aria's POV
It was close to dinner time, and Mia and Ethan still hadn't returned. A small smile lingered on my lips as I thought about them. I wanted the best for my best friend, and Ethan seemed like a responsible guy.
Although, he was slow when it came to making a move, but maybe this time things would work out since Mia was willing to make a push.
Right now, I was in the kitchen with Anastasia and Kylie, helping bring out the coolers of food. Kylie was practically glowing as she gushed about her wedding dress, describing every little detail with excitement.
"It's absolutely stunning, you guys," she beamed, adjusting the napkins on the tray. "I swear, I felt like a princess when I tried it on. The lace detailing, the way it hugged my body just right—ugh, I can't wait for the wedding
