Bryan's pov
In the hushed stillness of our hotel suite, in the soft glow of the dim light, I found myself lost in a reverie, my eyes fixed on Megan, who lay beside me in peaceful slumber.
I couldn't help but let my thoughts wander as I gazed upon her. Her presence always seemed to invite memories and reflections, as I couldn't help but recall the countless moments we had shared.
Part of the countless memories was when she had fought passionately for her desires, my mind drifted back to that time when she had thrown her spirited tantrums, particularly the instance when she had vehemently refused to sleep on the couch.
She had argued relentlessly, lamenting the discomfort it brought during our honeymoon, and she had eventually won the debate. Her stubbornness had always left an impressi
