80: Moving on…

Aurora’s POV

The hours ticked down to the wedding and I found myself immersed in the final preparations of the banquet hall. Alpha Caden had entrusted me with the responsibility of ensuring every last detail was perfect, and I was determined to make it happen.

Dressed in my slacks, white button-down shirt, and sneakers for comfort and mobility, I moved through the hall with purpose. I instruct the staff with efficiency like I was born to do this when I have never planned an event in my life. Maybe the opening of my tattoo shop.

The tables were meticulously arranged, each adorned with elegant centerpieces of flowers and candles. I adjusted the seating cards with precision, ensuring that each guest's name was perfectly aligned. I had to remove some and add some. It reminded me of the people I forgot about.

The lighting was soft and romantic, casting a warm glow over the room, while soft music played in the background to set the mood. A band is also located at the far corner for the