William
It was high noon, and the music from the ballroom drifted through the halls . I had been struggling with my tie for what felt like ages in front of a mirror, but I couldn't get it to look right. I was about to give up when my wife, Isabella, walked into the room.
"Need some help?" she asked, a knowing smile on her face. I let out a sigh of relief. "Please!" I said, turning to face her. She came over and took the tie from my hands, deftly tying it into a perfect knot. I was always amazed when she does little things like this.
After she straightened my tie, she looked me in the eyes, her own gaze filled with a mixture of worry and affection. "Are you doing okay?" she asked, her voice gentle. I smiled, taking her hand in mine. "I'm fine," I said, my voice reassuring. "Everything i
