Isabela's expression remained perfectly composed, her dark eyes locked intensely onto Celeste's, the low, building hum growing steadily more pronounced around them. "What belongs to me," she repeated softly, her voice carrying an unmistakable weight that silenced whatever remaining murmurs lingered among the nearby guests.
Celeste's earlier smirk had completely vanished, replaced by visible confusion and growing unease as she studied the woman standing calmly in front of her, dripping water onto the pool deck yet somehow radiating an authority Celeste couldn't begin to explain. "I don't understand what you're talking about," she said, her voice trembling slightly despite her best efforts to maintain composure.
The hum intensified further, a deep, electronic vibration now unmistakably resonating from somewhere close by, though no visible source explained its origin. Guests nearby began glancing around nervously, several instinctively stepping backward, sensing that whatever was happening extended far beyond typical wedding drama.
Isabela's expression remained calm, almost gentle, despite the mounting tension building steadily around them. She said nothing further, simply continuing to hold Celeste's gaze with unwavering, quiet intensity, allowing the strange, building hum to speak for itself as Celeste's confusion rapidly transformed into genuine fear.
"What did you do?" Celeste whispered, though some part of her clearly already suspected that whatever Isabela had set in motion couldn't be undone with a simple apology or explanation.