It was the prenuptial shoot.
The wedding entourage gathered in one of the most scenic parts of Aurora Vineyard, posing for the official photographs before tomorrow’s grand event, Ciena and Ryzel’s wedding.
The atmosphere was awkward at first, thick with unspoken tensions from the drama of the past weeks. Everyone walked on eggshells, careful not to bring up the lingering tension hanging over the event like a storm cloud.
But the moment Ceres arrived, everything shifted.
As usual, she effortlessly stole the spotlight instead of the bride-to-be.
From the moment she stepped onto the vineyard, it was as if all eyes were drawn to her.
Her presence alone commanded attention. The way she carried herself, unapologetically confident, breathtakingly elegant, made it impossible to ignore her.
