Chapter 225: Vows and Tears

LIANA

The morning of Jordan and Sara’s wedding dawned clear and bright, with the sun casting a golden glow over the venue. The garden was transformed into a fairy-tale setting, adorned with cascading white flowers, twinkling fairy lights, and rows of elegantly decorated chairs.

The soft hum of activity filled the air as final touches were made—vases were being arranged, and the scent of fresh roses mingled with the anticipation of the day.

As the maid of honor, my duties were endless.

I darted around, ensuring every detail was perfect. I adjusted the fabric of the bridesmaids' dresses, checked the flower arrangements, and made sure the seating chart was in order.

The flurry of activity was exhilarating but exhausting, and I found myself both exhilarated and overwhelmed by the sheer magnitude of the day.

Sara was in her dressing room, surrounded by her closest friends and family. I could hear her laughter mingling with nervous chatter, but when I peeked inside, her face was clouded