Unavailable

Kai sat stiffly in the luxurious office of their wedding planner, his fingers drumming against the polished wood table. Across from him, Adalaine tapped her manicured nails against her knee, impatience etched into every sharp line of her expression. The wedding planner, a well-dressed man in his forties with a clipboard in hand, adjusted his glasses before clearing his throat.

"Mr. Robinson and Miss Carter," he began, voice measured, "I regret to inform you that your selected wedding venue, The Royals, has become unavailable."

A heavy silence followed.

Kai blinked. "What?"

Adalaine's lips parted, her face contorting in disbelief. "Unavailable?" she echoed, her voice rising slightly. "What do you mean unavailable?"

The planner looked at them carefully, as if bracing for impact. "I was informed this morning. The venue is fully booked, and despite my efforts to negotiate, they have made it clear that it will not be an option for your wedding day."