Camila's POV
"Say that again."
Petra didn't flinch, which after four years working for me she'd learned never to do regardless of what was coming. "The Haverton called. They want the deposit balance by Friday or they're releasing the date."
"We are the deposit." I set my coffee down harder than I meant to and watched it slop over the rim onto invoices I hadn't asked to see yet. "Tell them who's getting married in that ballroom."
"I told them. They said congratulations, and then they said Friday."
I pressed two fingers to the bridge of my nose and made myself breathe the way the therapist Victoria kept recommending would have wanted. In. Out. The whole wedding had moved up three weeks because I'd panicked into an announcement I hadn't cleared with Ian first, and now every vendor in the
