Chapter 374

• Rosa’s POV
• The final days before my wedding should have been filled with excitement, joy, and a healthy amount of wine—not this gnawing unease in my gut that I couldn’t shake.
• I was trying to be normal. Trying to focus on the dress fittings, the cake tastings, the seating arrangements that made me want to commit murder. But beneath all of it, there was a tension humming under my skin, an itch in the back of my mind that something wasn’t right.