Chapter Sixteen
The tables were covered with white cloth and there were ornamental flower arrangements at the center of each, spouting arum lilies in tall glass tubes. There were blue lights inset in the hard wood flooring, but they reminded Adalia of a spaceship rather than setting the tone for a classy wedding.
Still, it was their first wedding. To cater, of course, and she was overwhelmed with excitement. They’d spent hours preparing the tiered cake, garnishing it with realistic icing petals made from pure white fondant.
Everything was in cool blues and white, with a touch of silver for good measure. Adalia wrinkled her nose and turned from the swinging steel door that led into the kitchen. She strode to the freezer and checked the cake through its glass front, then pressed the digit
