The wedding invitation for Isla and Chantana arrived on their doorstep like a beautiful surprise, gracing the threshold just as Isabelle and Rayleigh were about to share the news of their own marriage with their mothers. The invitation gleamed under the soft light of the hallway as the two women opened it.
As they read through the elegantly scripted details, they discovered they were invited to not just the ceremony, but also the reception and the after-party. The words danced before their eyes, filling them with a mix of joy and apprehension.
"Oh, that's quite the lengthy procession," Rayleigh remarked after absorbing the contents of the invitation, an eyebrow raised in playful disbelief.
Isabelle turned to her fiancé, a teasing smile spreading across her lips as she regarded her. "And what makes you think you can say that?" She asked, her tone light but her gaze playful.
