WEDDING DAY 2

In the kitchen, the caterers were working tirelessly to prepare the best feast for the reception. The head chef, a stern-looking man in his late fifties, barked orders at his team.

"Presentation is the most important. I want those canapés to look as good as they taste," he instructed.

Mary, Emily’s mother, was overseeing the preparations. She hovered over the kitchen staff, her sharp eyes catching every mistake.

"This wedding must be impeccable and perfect," Mary said, inspecting a tray of appetizers. "Emily has been through enough, and she deserves the best."

The head chef nodded. "We’re on it, Mrs. Orbert. Everything will be perfect."

Mary smiled, satisfied. "Good. This is a day Emily will never forget."

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Outside, the garden was being transformed into a fairy tale setting for the ceremony. Rows of white chairs lined the aisle leading to a beautifully decorated archway of flowers and ribbons. The wedding planner, Becky, was directing the setup.

"I want those flowers evenly spaced