Stella's POV
When I opened the door, I was greeted by a magical sight. The entire space glowed with scattered accent lamps creating an intimate ambiance. Above me, pearlescent transparent balloons filled with helium formed a floating canopy on the ceiling. Each balloon held a dangling white ribbon carrying either a miniature photograph of Adrian and me, handwritten notes filled with apologies and romantic declarations, or red cardstock hearts. I wandered through the entryway, pausing to read each message and reminisce over the captured moments of our happiness together.
