The entire east wing of the Avila mansion had been transformed into a celebration haven for Claire’s bachelorette party. Soft fairy lights hung from the ceilings, plush robes with “Future Mrs. Avila” embroidered in silver were laid out, and the scent of lavender and vanilla candles filled the air. Claire stood in the middle of it all, wearing a fluffy white robe, grinning from ear to ear as her favorite women surrounded her.
Alissa, Elsa, Joyce, Lily, and the Avila girls (Ivory, Jenny, and a few others) had planned everything down to the last detail.
“Today is all about you,” Alissa declared, rubbing her growing belly with one hand while pointing dramatically with the other. “No stress. No wedding details. Just pampering, laughter, and roasting you lovingly.”
The day started with a full
