Elsa
Adam took the invitation from my hands with a quiet smile, and we walked back together to our packhorse and then to our room. The air felt different—calmer, somehow. I began to prepare, wash up and get dressed, while my mind raced with thoughts of the upcoming event.
We were going into town to find the perfect outfit, and as much as I tried to focus on that, there was an unspoken tension between us.
As Adam drove us down the winding road into town, he broke the silence with words that felt heavy with meaning. “I’m serious about starting a family,” he said, his voice steady but laced with something deeper. My heart fluttered. I nodded, unsure what to say. I had known this conversation was coming, yet now that it was happening, its weight settled on my chest.
He glanced over at me,
