Third POV
The sixth day of their pre-wedding honeymoon carried a different kind of pressure for Julian. He woke up knowing it wasn’t just another day of sightseeing or casual laughter with Ariana. Tonight, he planned something special, something that would live in her memory long after the wedding vows were said.
Ariana had no idea what he had in store. The morning had passed with a lazy breakfast at their hotel balcony overlooking the Gulf waters. She had teased him about the way he buttered his toast unevenly, and he had laughed at the way her hair never seemed to stay in place no matter how much she tried. It was those little imperfections that made her irresistible to him.
By noon, they had strolled through Souq Waqif, tasting fresh dates dipped in chocolate and wandering through s
