Kayla's POV

I arrived at the main venue of the wedding.

The waitstaff in black were bustling between long tables and lush floral arrangements. Although the wedding ceremony was still some time away, there were already many guests in elegant attire at the venue.

I guessed that these people were probably close relatives of the Newberry or Rufus families. Having been away from the city of Gorden for so long, I had no recollection of those faces.

Amidst the groups of people chatting away, I, in ...