*Lena*
My chest squeezed as I watched Xander and my mom speaking in low tones on the terrace. I'd been trying to make my way toward them for the better part of five minutes but found myself stuck in meaningless conversations with practically everyone in the room.
He'd motioned me over, but I was stuck in place, chewing on a dry waffle I hadn't had the chance to dress with butter or syrup because of my cousin Kat's extensive questions about the reception.
She was the youngest daughter of my great-aunt Vicky and was heavily pregnant with her third baby. She'd fallen asleep during the wedding ceremony and hadn't felt well enough to attend the reception, but was begging everyone for any tidbits of drama or gossip they might have seen or heard.
Thankfully, Oliver and Charlie stumbled int
