Reena POV:
The three of us walked together, Branson guiding us until we reached a vast clearing. There was a large wooden stage set up to the far right side and several people still hustling around, stringing lights all around. To the left of the stage were more tables than I could count set up, all covered in beautiful blue and grey tablecloths with crystal clear dishware placed perfectly at every chair. I was amazed at how beautiful the entire clearing was. A white silk fabric had been laid out leading from the stage to the table area and lined with sizeable grey flower pots full of an assortment of forget me not's, brunnera, grape hyacinths, and bell flowers.
"What do you think?" Branson asked me, squeezing my hand slightly. I smiled, "It's incredible. How were you able to get everyt
