*Bianca*

One Month Later

“I’m telling you that these peonies will be much more fitting.”

I turned my head and rolled my eyes fondly at Amara, who was giving Isabella an exasperated look.

Isabella huffed. “Who uses peonies for weddings?” she asked. “It’s roses all the way. Everyone knows that!”

I watched my two best friends bicker as they continued to dish out plans for my wedding. I just leaned back in my chair. Neither of the girls ...