Teddy's car glided to a stop in the parking lot of his estate. As we stepped out, I was struck by how vast and impeccably neat the place was—manicured lawns stretching under soft evening lights, the air fresh and quiet.
He guided me gently toward the entrance of his house, then paused, turning to look at me with a playful smile.
"What's wrong?" I asked, confused.
Without a word, he scooped me up into his arms.
"Oh, Teddy!" I laughed, wrapping my arms around his neck. "What are you doing?"
"Shhh… you're my bride," he said in an exaggerated, funny voice, carrying me effortlessly through the doorway.
The living room was breathtakingly elegant. A crystal chandelier hung overhead, scattering warm golden light across the space. Fresh jasmine flowers bloomed in a crystal vase, filling the a
