Chapter 199: A Wedding's Whisper

Thelma Zane’s POV “Young lady, don’t be too shy! And your boyfriend, don’t just stand there like a statue! Bring her to the party!” The middle-aged woman’s enthusiastic pull left no room for refusal, her warm grin as inviting as the scent of fresh pine in the air. Caught in the momentum of her excitement, Aldrich and I exchanged amused glances before trailing behind her. The narrow, snowy path wound down to a small house nestled near the foot of the mountain. The house, modest and cozy, stood surrounded by a simple pinewood fence. A spacious yard stretched out before it, now cleared of its usual flowers and shrubs, making way for the cheerful chaos of a wedding celebration. Laughter and music filled the air, weaving a tapestry of joy that embraced every guest in its warmth. The woman called out exuberantly, “Hey! Old Vic, look what I’ve brought you—two new friends!” An elderly man with a thick white beard and a formal suit dashed toward us with surprising agility. Witho