~Nathaniel
I adjusted the cuff of my suit jacket for what felt like the hundredth time, pacing in the foyer as my driver waited outside. Everything was ready. The rings were the only thing left, and I should’ve picked them up yesterday, but work had consumed my time. Now, it was the morning of my wedding, and I was stuck waiting for Ethan.
I glanced at my watch again. Almost an hour late. He had one job—be on time and accompany me to pick up the rings. Was that so hard?
With a frustrated sigh, I stepped into the car, settling into the backseat as the driver sat up front, politely silent. I pulled out my phone, scrolling through emails before deciding enough was enough. I brought up Ethan’s contact and prepared to call him.
Just as I was about to press the dial button, the front d
