As Grampa Eugene and I stride gracefully down the stairs, my eyes sweep across the living room below. I notice everyone's here— everyone except Luke and Camila.

My lips curl up as I study each of their outfits. Zoey is dressed in an unmistakably velvet designer gown with a V-shape neck and a stunning combination of flared and straight hem flowing to the floor. Her face beams with light, highlighting her subtle yet rich makeup.

Her mother, Rose, is dressed in a blue sequence gown. Her neck, fingers, and ears are heavily adorned with distinctive jewelry, sparkling diamonds, and gold. I can't even imagine how much she has spent on...