#Chapter231

Wedding Decisions

After the Halloween fiasco, Nash and I were getting bombarded with wedding decisions. They could do whatever they wanted. All I wanted to do is show up.

I laid on the bed and stared at the ceiling. Nash walked in and climbed on top of me, hovering over me. “The ceiling will still be there, no matter how hard you stare at it.”

“I know.” I sighed.

“What’s wrong, baby girl?”

“Is it weird that I don’t care what they decide about the wedding?”

He gazed at me.

I wrapped my arms around his neck. “All I want to say is I do.”

A smile curled upon...