Andrea was seated alone in her dimly lit room, clutching the invitation cards tightly in her palm, feeling the cool sensation of the paper against her fingertips.

Sienna, had left her after handing her the cards, giving her space to ponder over her next step. She knew that delivering the invitations to the twins wouldn't be an easy task, especially when it came down to Lucas. Thoughts of their dismal encounter flooded her mind once more, replaying the violent and cutting words from his mouth ...