*Will*
As the reception is kicked off, the warm glow of the room envelops me, but my heart races with a mix of anticipation and anxiety… I am worried if I can pull this off. Kiera is by my side, looking radiant in that elegant dress, her smile sparkling like the crystal chandeliers overhead. I take a moment to admire her… she’s charming and poised, the perfect picture of a fitting wife, even if our marriage is shrouded in secrets.
The chatter of laughter and clinking glasses fills the air, blending with the soft notes of a string quartet playing in the corner. I can feel the curious gazes of her family on me, their eyes darting between Kiera and me like they’re trying to unravel the mystery of our whirlwind romance. I’m grateful for the warmth of the room, but I can’t shake the nagging
