
Reese packed for this destination wedding the way she packs for depositions. Overprepared. Armored. Ready for anything except the one person she can't plan around. He's the best man. She's the maid of honor. They've hated each other since he publicly humiliated her at the engagement party six months ago. The plan was simple: survive five days, smile for photos, never be alone in the same room. Then a Category Five hurricane makes landfall on the island. No power. No Wi-Fi. No ferry off. The entire wedding party trapped in a luxury resort that's rapidly becoming a pressure cooker. Five days of forced proximity while the storm tears apart the building and every polite fiction holding the group together. Secrets surface. Old lies fracture. Alliances formed over cocktails collapse under the weight of real fear. And the two people who swore they'd never speak again are the only ones keeping everyone from falling apart. The storm outside is a category five. The one inside the resort might be worse. Tropes: enemies to lovers, forced proximity, destination wedding chaos, ensemble drama.