"Cath, is this too much? Be honest with me.
As Mia stood in the center of her living room, slowly spinning in her glittering gold dress, her words drifted over the sound of clinking glasses and laughter. She swirled, her curls bouncing, her face flushed with excitement.
"You look fantastic," I responded with a smile. "But you could start a small fire if you spin any faster."
Mia gave me a smile and protruded her tongue. "Noted. But really, I appreciate your assistance in getting everything together. Without you, I could not have completed it.
I dismissed her with a wave. "This is your day. You are deserving of all the glamour and attention this evening.
With music throbbing throughout the space and a group of Mia's friends chatting beneath the gentle glow of the fairy lights she insis
