Veronica
The guy standing by the door smiled as my mother and I approached him. I wasn’t sure why I was nervous as we walked through the door. This was as much my party as it was theirs and yet, all I could think about was what they thought. Were they happy? Had I done enough? Was it too much?
“Stop fidgeting,” my mother whispered as we walked through the kitchen and out the back door. “It’s not attractive,” she added. I quickly smoothed down my dress as I took a look at the scene for the first time. It took my breath away; it was more than I had imagined. Everything was in its place. The bar was on the go, the band was playing, and the tables had been set up. The fairy lights added that whimsical feeling that Sierna had promised, and it looked lovely. I spotted Conrad and Cal drinking s
