Chris
The moment Shayla and I decided to put off planning the wedding until after the trial, I felt… conflicted. I wanted to argue against it, to insist that we push forward with something good, something that felt like a victory in the middle of all this chaos. But I couldn't do that to her—not when I saw the tension in her eyes, not when I knew the weight she was carrying every single day. The trial loomed large over everything, like a dark cloud threatening to drown out every bit of light we'd fought so hard to find.
