Veiled Threats

THE DAY BEFORE

~SIENNA POV~

"No, no, no. The bride enters from the LEFT, not the right."

The wedding planner is a thin, harsh woman named Señora Herrera. She's been barking orders at the staff all morning, transforming the estate's greenhouse into a cathedral of white roses and crystal.

I stand at the entrance, practicing my walk for the third time.

"Slower!" she snaps. "You're a bride, not a sold