Makenna’s POV.

What on earth was Yas thinking, letting my family come here? On my wedding day, of all days.

Had she lost her mind? This wasn’t the Yas I knew—the one who’d sooner throw herself into a pit of vipers than let anything ruin my day. Had they paid her off? Promised her something irresistible?

No, that wasn’t possible. My best friend was not materialistic enough to receive monetary favors from my family.

I stole a glance at my family, trying to ...