chapter 121

Alana’s point of view. The air in Aspen was as crisp as the freshly fallen snow, setting the scene for Killian and Izabel's long-awaited December wedding. The mountains stood tall, bearing witness to a love that had weathered storms. Today, amidst the snowy beauty, my friends were about to embark on a new chapter of their lives. I was thrilled for them, having meticulously ensured every detail was just right. The wedding planner, Evie, seemed to carry the weight of the world on her clipboard. Glad I didn't pick that career path; it was a contender once, but I chose differently. "Are you heading upstairs for hair and makeup?" Evie asked, clutching her clipboard and a small wrapped box. "Yes, right now," I confirmed, realizing it was time for me to focus on getting ready. Everything else had been handled. "Here, this is the final piece," Evie said, placing the box in my hand. "What's inside?" I furrowed my brow, curious about this last-minute addition. Had I missed something crucial