The day before the wedding, it finally hit Mabel—a slow, creeping realization that this was all actually happening, that she was genuinely about to get married.
Herman had treated her well from the very start, and yet she couldn't quite shake that small, stubborn knot of unease tucked somewhere beneath her ribs.
Yvette caught the uncertainty flickering across her face and slipped an arm around her shoulders. "Relax. I've been keeping an eye on him, and honestly? Herman's solid. Warm, attentive. I hear he's been on top of every single detail of the wedding, went out of his way to find out everything you like, even had Juliet roses flown in from the other side of the world just for the venue, because he wanted you to have the best of everything. Sure, he comes off cold and closed-off with
