"Not long now, mate. You seem like a sea of calm, so how's Cindy?" Mike asked.

I glanced over my coffee cup at my best mate, taking a good mouthful and swallowing before I replied. "She's nervous as fuck. She wants nothing more than to get married, but the closer we get to the date, the more she worries I'm going to get cold feet and just disappear."

He returned a sympathetic look. "I guess I can understand considering..."

"I reassure her constantly that I will be waiting for her when she walks towards me and tell her all the time how much I love her and look forward to...