A FEW MONTHS LATER
SIDNEY
The ballroom glittered like something out of a dream—candles glowing, gold runners catching the light, laughter spilling across the dance floor. Bluebird’s first official spring wedding was in full swing, and if I hadn’t been in flats with a headset in my ear, I might have believed I was a guest instead of the planner who’d been running on nerves and caffeine for a week straight.