Chapter 77

Makenna’s POV. Three months later… Finally, the big day was here. My freaking wedding day. I stared at my reflection in the mirror, my heart racing as the makeup artist brushed a stroke of blush onto my cheeks. The suite was luxurious, the kind of place I never imagined I’d be in, let alone getting married from. The entire room was buzzing with activity as my stylist team flitted around, adjusting every detail like I was some sort of fragile, priceless artifact. Yas, on the other hand, was anything but delicate. She paced the length of the suite, her phone glued to her ear, barking orders like a general preparing for battle. “I don’t care if the flowers were delayed, Dan! Find another florist or so help me, I’ll come down there myself and—” She paused, rolling her eyes before continuing. “Oh, now you can get it done? That’s what I thought.” I bit my lip to keep from laughing out loud. Yas was a force to be reckoned with, and right now, I was incredibly thankful for that. She wasn