Sawyer
The highly anticipated “reveal party” has arrived at last. Vicky, Chloe, and Stella have been buzzing about it incessantly all week. Between my busy schedule at work and therapy, I haven't had much time to help them, but it's not like they needed any help, to begin with. Vicky hired the finest event planner in town.
We arrive at the opulent Harrison’s mansion at 3 p.m., precisely as Vicky had requested, and I am impressed by the lavish decorations. It feels like a royal wedding over here with all the flowers and elaborate decorations.
I suppose this is the customary setting for gatherings among the rich and famous, where extravagance knows no bounds. But at least it is a fairy tale for Stella, who looks around with big wide eyes, completely mesmerized by the enchanting decor.
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