Georgia's POV
All eyes turned to Melanie as she presented a long, thin rectangular box like it was the Holy Grail.
Inside was a sleek gold pen.
"Ta-da!" she said proudly. "This is your something borrowed. It's real gold—a gift I got on my wedding day. It symbolizes luck, wealth, and a husband who signs all the bills without complaining. Use it to sign your marriage certificate tomorrow."
I laughed so hard I nearly dropped it. "Thank you, Mel. This is extra special—especially since Ella doctored my signature on the first one!"
"Hey! It did save you in the end," Ella squealed, nearly spilling her champagne as everyone roared with laughter.
Then Jenny and Bella exchanged a suspicious glance—one that made my gut twist in both curiosity and mild fear.
"We have something too," Jenny said, grinning like a mischievous fairy godmother. She placed a big glossy box in front of me.
"But before you open it," Bella warned, holding up a finger, "you have to promise to keep an open mind."
