Chapter 26
Derek’s POV
The dining table had completely disappeared under layers of wedding chaos. Brochures for venues, flower arrangements, cake samples, color swatches, and seating charts covered every available surface.
Mom sat at the head of the table like a general commanding her troops, her face glowing with pure joy as she flipped through yet another thick catalog.
“What do you think of this garden theme for the ceremony, boys?” she asked excitedly, pushing a glossy page toward us. “The string lights and flower arches would look so romantic in the photos!”
Marcus, ever the perfect fiancé, leaned in beside her and nodded thoughtfully. “It does look beautiful. Very elegant. Derek, what’s your opinion?”
I forced a smile that felt more like a grimace. “Yeah… it’s nice, Mom. Reall
