The days were ticking down, each one slipping by faster than I could keep up with. The excitement I had felt when Damien proposed to me had turned into a whirlwind of preparations. Our wedding was approaching, and the list of things to do seemed endless. From choosing the right flowers to finalizing the guest list, every detail seemed to demand more and more of my time. At first, it had been fun—dreaming of the dress, the music, the perfect venue. But as the day grew nearer, the weight of it all began to feel like too much.
I could sense the same tension in Damien. He'd been quieter lately, more withdrawn. His focus was divided between handling the pressures of work and ensuring that the wedding went off without a hitch. But in the quiet moments, when it was just the two of us, I could see the strain in his eyes. He was trying so hard to balance everything, to be the perfect partner, but the constant weight of responsibility was starting to show.