Vivienne's POV
The apartment had been taken over.
Not in a bad way. In the specific warm way of a life that was in the middle of becoming something larger than it had been before and needed the physical space to reflect that.
Flowers on the counter that Lyla had brought for me to approve before the final order was confirmed. Fabric samples on the side table from a last minute decision about the reception linen that Maya had strong feelings about and had brought to my attention with the specific urgency she brought to things she considered non-negotiable. A list on my desk in Ella's handwriting because Ella did not trust lists that hadn't been written by hand when the stakes were sufficiently high.
My dress was at the studio for its final adjustment.
I would collect it in two days.
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