Serena's POV
I watched Maya twirl in front of the mirror one last time before we signed the final paperwork.
I adjusted her veil, fighting back tears. "You look breathtaking."
“So,” Claudia asked as she carefully folded Maya's wedding gown into its box, “when's the big day?”
“Next week,” Maya said lightly, as if she hadn't just dropped a grenade into the room.
I nearly choked on my champagne. “I'm sorry—what? Next week? As in seven days from now?”
Maya grinned, completely unapologetic. “Why wait? We found the perfect venue and they had a cancellation. The stars aligned, Serena. Besides, you and Ryan are already in London, my parents can fly in, and—”
“And you're insane,” I finished for her, though I was smiling.
This was Maya. Impulsive. Passionate. Once she decid
