The rooftop party turned into a little piece of beautiful chaos.
Nora, who'd secretly been bribed by the groom's side (thank you, Ethan, Nova and Ray), filmed everything on her phone: Ava already swaying after two glasses of bubbly, Lilith drinking stronger shots like they were water, and Hannah babbling her entire life story into Lilith's ear while refusing to let go of her shoulders.
And Tara — Ethan's wife — was there too, standing a little shyly by the drinks table at first. She was modest, soft-spoken, and had come only because Ava practically dragged her there. In her neat black dress — a touch longer than the others, she looked like the calm, polite one. But that didn't last long.
Nora pressed send — "Here's your private show, enjoy you nosy idiots" and tucked her phone away, pretending to be innocent as she rejoined the chaos.
Lilith was dragged into a spin by Nina, who grabbed her hands and twirled her under the twinkling fairy lights.