Author's pov:

As Eliza settled into her room at the resort, the weight of her reunion with her parents and the rush of emotions began to settle. Room 45 greeted her with familiar coziness, a retreat amidst the unknown. Quickly unpacking her luggage and freshening up, she felt the urge to reconnect with her gang, to immerse herself once again in their shared world.

Downstairs, the resort's lobby is bustled with activity. Laughter and chatter filled the air as guests mingled and shared stories. Eliza scanned the room, her eyes searching for familiar faces amidst the crowd. She spotted Aurora across the room, already engrossed in conversation with their gang.

With a determined stride, Eliza made her way through the throng of people, her heart racing with anticipation. As she approached the group, familiar smiles greeted her, and she felt a wave of warmth wash over her.

"Hey, Eliza! You made it," Aurora exclaimed, flashing a grin as she beckoned her over.

Eliza returned the smile, feeling a sense of belonging wash over her. "Wouldn't miss it for the world," she replied, joining the gang.

Throughout the journey, Aurora had been Eliza's rock, offering unwavering support and companionship. As they stepped into the familiar surroundings of the resort, Aurora's excitement mirrored Eliza's own, her laughter mingling with theirs as they reminisced about old memories and looked forward to the celebrations ahead.

Together, they explored the resort grounds, hand in hand, taking in the beauty of the surroundings and marveling at the preparations for the wedding. With each step, their bond grew stronger, a testament to the enduring power of friendship.

"As Eliza and Aurora shared stories late into the night around the bonfire, they were interrupted by the arrival of their gang, eager to catch up on their adventures in Canada. Excitedly, Eliza and Aurora recounted their tales, their laughter mingling with the sound of clinking glass."

As Eliza and Aurora shared stories late into the night, they were interrupted by the arrival of their gang, eager to catch up on their adventures in Canada. Excitedly, Eliza and Aurora recounted their tales, their laughter mingling with the sound of clinking glass.

As Eliza and Aurora recounted their adventures in Canada to their brothers, there was a particularly amusing moment when they recalled their attempt at ice skating.

"So, there we were, on the ice, trying to look graceful and elegant," Eliza chuckled, shaking her head at the memory. "But it turns out, neither of us is exactly Olympic material."

Aurora giggled, nodding in agreement. "Yeah, we spent more time on our butts than on our feet! At one point, I swear I did a full 360-degree spin before landing flat on my back!"

Their brothers burst into laughter, imagining the scene. "I wish I could have seen that!" one of them exclaimed between fits of giggles.

Eliza shrugged, grinning sheepishly. "Well, let's just say we gave the other skaters quite the show. Thankfully, there weren't any injuries—just bruised egos and a lot of laughs."

The room was filled with laughter as they continued to swap stories, the lighthearted moment bringing them even closer together.

As the night wore on, the hour grew late, and the exhaustion of their journey finally caught up with them.

With heavy eyelids and content hearts, they bid their gang goodnight, exchanging promises to continue their conversations in the morning. As Eliza and Aurora settled into their beds, the warmth of their friendship enveloped them, lulling them into a peaceful slumber. In the quiet of the night, the resort echoed with the sounds of their shared laughter, a testament to the bonds that bound them together.