Fiona's POV
The morning light seeped through the curtains, casting a warm glow over my room. I lay there, staring at the ceiling, my mind racing with thoughts. After last night's conversation with Sebastian, I could barely sleep. The idea of our wedding being so close had my heart bursting with excitement and nerves all at once.
I rolled over, hugging the pillow tightly to my chest as a smile crept onto my face. I couldn't stop replaying the moment Sebastian told me about the date. His smirk, the tenderness in his voice—it was all I ever wanted. After all the hardships, this felt like a new beginning, a chance to truly be happy.
