Chapter 72

EMILIA

“Have you seen this before?” I breathe, my eyes glued to the mural on the wall. We were just walking to the convenience store to grab some of Céline’s essentials, but then this caught my eye—a huge swirl of colors, like a painting from a dream.

The mural stretches across the hallway, all soft pastels and golden light. It’s full of pictures—painted versions of Zane and Becca, laughing, dancing, holding hands, kissing. It’s romantic in a way that makes your chest ache a little.

Would be better if the groom didn’t have more than a few screws loose.

“Wow,” I whisper. “The cruise really was made just for them.”

Céline glances over, smiling a little like she’s not surprised. “Yeah. I was actually there when Becca and Margot planned the whole thing. They got the mural commissioned months ago.”

“Wait—months?” My eyebrows lift. “They were planning this cruise that far back?”

She nods, pulling her hair over one shoulder. “Becca’s a planner. And