Finally, the day had arrived.
The wedding day.
For days, Pearl Villa had been filled with preparations, laughter, arguments over decorations, endless lists, last minute arrangements and people moving from one corner of the estate to another.
But this morning felt different.
There was a certain stillness in the air.
Not silence.
Rather, the quiet anticipation that came before something everyone had been waiting for.
The sun had risen over Star Harbor, bathing the enormous estate in warm golden light.
Pearl Villa looked almost unrecognizable.
The sprawling lawn had been transformed into a magnificent wedding garden.
Rows of white flowers bordered the walking paths, while delicate arrangements of pale blue and ivory blossoms decorated the edges of the lawn. Tall floral arches stood at several points across the garden, each covered with fresh flowers including daisies and soft greenery.
At the center stood the main wedding stage.
