[ Saturday, The Crowe's Residence ]
Ava's Room
8:32 p.m.
"What the hell? It's official! They're getting married?" Beatrix let out a snort as she sat up on Ava's bed. Her eyes kept widening as she scrolled through her phone, her mouth wide open.
The bathroom door opened and Ava stepped out with a hair dryer blowing air into her hair, the sound renting the room. "Who's getting married?" she asked, moving towards her.
She knelt on the bed, and her gaze landed on the pre-wedding shoot pictures. Her eyes narrowed. "It has always been official. I guess my brother just made it public before the day," she said, her tone unperturbed.
She walked away from the bed, still drying her hair, then sat down on a chair in front of her majestic make-up stand.
Beatrix frowned. "You aren't bothered? You
