Chapter 10

Elena’s POV

The day had finally arrived, and I could feel my pulse racing as I took in the sight around me. The entire mansion felt transformed, with every corner draped in elegance. Strings of warm lights and grand chandeliers gave the room a soft, almost dreamlike glow, and the fragrance of fresh roses mingled with the faint notes of jazz floating through the air.

I couldn’t deny it—it was beautiful. Perfect, even. But there was a heaviness inside me, a feeling I couldn’t shake, as if something unexpected was waiting just around the corner.

Samantha was at my side, as usual, fussing over my hair and adding the finishing touches to my makeup.

“Look at you!” she beamed, stepping back to admire her work. “You’re stunning, Elena. I swear, your fiancé is going to be head over heels the moment he sees you.” She gave me a playful nudge, and I had to laugh despite my nervousness.

“Well,” she continued with a smirk, “I just hope you’re not missing your