Ashton:
After the chaos of the proposal settled down, Adrianna and I found a quiet moment alone on the porch. The stars twinkled above us, and the soft chirping of crickets filled the night air. She turned to me, her chestnut hair and forest green eyes glowing under the moonlight, and gave me a shy but excited smile.
“So,” she said, her voice teasing but hopeful, “when do you think we should get married?”
I couldn’t help but chuckle at her eagerness, my heart swelling with love. “Why wait?” I said, taking her hand in mine. “What about tomorrow afternoon?”
Her eyes widened in surprise, and then a bright laugh bubbled out of her. “You’re serious?”
“Completely,” I said, pulling her closer. “I don’t want to waste another day without you being my wife. I already know you’re it for
