Asher
“You look lost,” I looked back and Noah strolled over, throwing his arm around me.
I was watching the decorators work hard on the wedding preparations. The day after tomorrow, I was getting married to Ivy. Cora and Rose were hard at it and now our back lawn, and almost the entire packhouse, was being turned into a winter wonderland. The theme was soft blue, white and silver and I knew no matter what, I was going to be blown away when I saw the actual decorations.
“I won’t be surprised if Cora brings in fake snow,” Noah chuckled.
“She has gone all out this time,” I made a face. Noah’s wedding was much simpler.
“It’s you, after all. None of us ever expected to see this day,” he smirked. “Are you nervous?”
“Nope,” I shook my head, watching the workers pull up a gigantic tent
