Jack
I gazed into Samantha's eyes, feeling a whirlwind of excitement and determination wash over me. It was time to take a bold step forward in our relationship. “Samantha,” I began, my voice steady but my heart racing, “when do you want to set the date for our wedding?”
She paused, her brow furrowing in thought, the light in her eyes momentarily dimmed by contemplation. “What about next Saturday?” she suggested, her tone bubbling with eagerness. “It’ll be a day after my birthday. That way, we can merge the bachelor and spinster parties into one big bash—an extravagant celebration of both love and new beginnings.”
A grin broke across my face as I nodded in agreement. “That sounds perfect. I can’t wait to celebrate both occasions with you.” The thought of sharing my life with her filled
