Three days later, Alana and Linden held their engagement party at a private estate just outside the city.
The venue was not large, and only close family and dearest friends had been invited.
But every detail was beautifully and perfectly arranged.
White tulips covered the lawn. Strands of crystal lights hung down from an ancient oak tree, and when the evening breeze blew, they glowed like scattered stars across the sky.
Alana wore a simple ivory gown, her hair styled up to show her graceful neck.
Linden stood right beside her in a sharp black suit, and he did not let go of her hand once the whole time.
Asher arrived without an invitation.
He stood outside the tall iron gates, looking through the bars as Alana rested her arm on Linden's and smiled at their guests.
She looked
