Chapter 78

Makenna’s POV. What on earth was Yas thinking, letting my family come here? On my wedding day, of all days. Had she lost her mind? This wasn’t the Yas I knew—the one who’d sooner throw herself into a pit of vipers than let anything ruin my day. Had they paid her off? Promised her something irresistible? No, that wasn’t possible. My best friend was not materialistic enough to receive monetary favors from my family. I stole a glance at my family, trying to gauge their intentions. Kenzie looked miserable, like she’d forgotten how to smile. Was that regret written across her face? “Kenna, you look so beautiful,” Kenzie said softly, her voice barely above a whisper. I raised an eyebrow, more out of reflex than anything else. Beautiful? Was this some kind of prank? I turned back to Yas, my glare sharp enough to cut glass. “What the fuck is going on?” Yas slowly walked up to me, her steps cautious, like she was approaching a ticking time bomb. “They’ve been trying to reach you for a wh