The next morning, I woke up early, my mind already buzzing with wedding plans. As I got dressed, I couldn't stop smiling, thinking about how everything was finally falling into place. I hurried downstairs, eager to start the day and see Luke.
To my surprise, I found Luke already in the kitchen, sitting at the table with a cup of tea. He looked up as I entered, his face lighting up with a warm smile.
"Good morning, love," he said, reaching out his hand to me.
I took it, leaning down to kiss him softly. "Good morning. You're up early."
Luke chuckled. "I couldn't sleep. Too excited about our plans, I suppose."
I sat down next to him, pouring myself a cup of tea. "Me too. I was thinking, maybe we could start making a list of things we need to do for the wedding?"
"That sounds like a good
