Showered and dressed, I waited for a tentative Lena emerging from upstairs. I had to hope she was okay. Everything had been good last night. Being there for her when she needed me. Talking... relaxing... watching a film... it was like we had known each other a lifetime, when we barely knew one another.
Yet, there was no denying it had been more than a little awkward as we woke alongside one another this morning, but, I have to say, it was not in the slightest bit unpleasant. I think I could get used to waking to her being by my side, and I didn't know if that was crazy, or a good thing. I knew my decision to make this girl my wife was so spur of the moment, but something about it felt right, and the longer I was in her company, the more I was certain it was meant to be...
I had to hope
