Beverly's POV

I had a meltdown two days before the wedding. Not a small one. A complete falling apart at the seams kind of breakdown.

Everything felt wrong. The decorations were too simple. The guest list was too small. My vows sounded too weak when I read them aloud.

Compared to Seraphina's thirty years of perfect Luna leadership my three years of stumbling through crises felt pathetic. I felt pathetic.

Margaret found me in the nursery staring at wedding fabric samples without really ...