Chapter 8

The months after our engagement passed in a blissful haze. We took our time planning every aspect of the wedding, treasuring every moment we spent together.

I loved watching Sarah try on dresses, her face glowing as she found the one. I cherished helping her pick out flowers, cake flavors, and music for our special day.

But more than the details, I relished just being by Sarah's side. We took long walks and talked for hours, imagining our future as husband and wife. I looked forward to a lifetime of building a home and family together.

As the wedding inched closer, I could sense Sarah's eagerness and excitement. Still, as the preparations consumed us, I made a point to carve out moments that were just for us. Together we cooked dinner, curled up to watch our favorite movies, fell asleep in each other's arms. These simple things reminded us what truly mattered - our love and connection first and foremost.

One night after a long day of bridal shop visits and menu tastings, I held Sarah close and said, "How about tomorrow we take the day for just us? A picnic, a hike - whatever your heart desires."

Sarah looked up at me and smiled. "That sounds perfect."

So the next day we left behind wedding stresses and spent the hours reconnecting, just the two of us. We remembered why we fell in love in the first place, talked about the future we would build as husband and wife.

As the sun set, Sarah laid her head on my chest and sighed contentedly. "This is exactly what I needed," she said.

I kissed the top of her head. "Me too." I replied. "There's nothing more important than us."

Sarah took my hand and squeezed it. "I can't wait to marry you," she said softly.

I smiled. "It'll be the best day of my life." I replied. Our wedding day approaches but in the moments that build to it, I treasure connecting with the woman I love. That foundation will sustain us always.