Tonia's POV
The day we had all been anticipating had finally arrived.
I found myself rushing everywhere, supervising the staff to ensure each task was completed properly.
I inspected the decorations being placed throughout the venue, making certain every detail matched my vision perfectly.
The chaos was overwhelming, but damn, I was loving every second of it.
This marked my first experience organizing a children's celebration, and there was something uniquely satisfying about it.
I hurried toward the preparation room to see how the children were progressing.
The space buzzed with activity as people bustled around, collecting items and making adjustments. Bruce was already halfway dressed while Rosalyn remained seated having her hair arranged.
"By the Moon, are you still working on her?" I exclaimed, directing my frustration toward the hairstylist.
