Maya's POV
The wedding planning meeting with the girls wrapped up at my apartment last night. We had divided responsibilities efficiently: Chloe and Ophelia would handle decorations and catering, plus Chloe would arrange the atelier appointment for my dress fitting. Stella and Hazel committed to helping with my move throughout the week.
"Well, look at this parade of handsome men," I remarked as Damon, my father, and brother Cole entered the kitchen together.
