The night wore on. They slept, but they could not really sleep, and somehow the next morning arrived anyway.
She woke to the sound of everyone already working. Her mom was up and moving around, his parents were awake and organized as usual, and Livia was already too busy at the venue site directing everything personally. Ryan was attending calls from guests, sharing locations and answering questions, making sure no one got lost.
The house felt alive before she had even left the bed.
A little while later, he walked in with two coffees in his hands.
"Wake up, princess. It's going to be a big day."
He put the coffee on the nightstand and sat on the bed beside her. The mattress dipped slightly under his weight. She pushed herself up slowly and took the cup, sipping it while looking out the window, as if something big was about to change. The sunlight felt different this morning, heavier somehow, like it was marking the beginning of something permanent.
