Hillberry Isle
The intimate wedding was held on one of the island's resorts. There weren't many guests because the Chos made sure only to invite the family and very close friends, wanting to keep their privacy—something that the couple valued a lot. So Gael was sure that whoever was in the reception was either a friend or a family.
Except for one beautiful woman who was sitting by herself at the bar, sipping on a mudslide.
She looked out of place, not because she didn't look like she belonged here—heck, her dress looked fancy and she dressed to kill—but because she seemed like she didn't want to be here. Her back faced the stage where the newlyweds, along with the guests, were dancing. And this woman didn't care to watch.
