Jamie
By the time Celeste and I made our way into the kitchen, Josh and the rest of the team had already transformed the place into a full-blown celebration.
Laughter filled the room.
Someone had music playing.
Glasses were being raised.
And Josh, as usual, appeared to be at the centre of absolutely everything.
But I barely noticed any of it.
Because I was watching my wife.
My wife.
The words still felt almost surreal.
Celeste stood beside me, smiling as she watched Josh make everyone laugh. She looked happy.
Really happy.
And something inside my chest tightened.
Pride.
That was the only word I could find for it.
To me, Celeste was perfect.
She was intelligent.
Beautiful.
Strong.
Stubborn as hell.
And she had a heart bigger than she gave herself credit for.
After every
