191 Date Night

(Winona)

Jayden picks me up at seven sharp, looking more confident than I’ve seen him in a long time.

There’s a calm determination in his eyes that sets my heart at ease. He’s dressed to impress—tailored suit, polished shoes, the whole nine yards—and I can’t help but feel a flutter of excitement as I step out to meet him.

“Wow, you look stunning,” he says, his voice low and sincere, as he takes my hand. “I’m the luckiest guy in the world.”

I twirl in my little black dress and heels. It feels amazing to be doing this.

I smile, a warmth spreads through me. “You don’t look so bad yourself, Mr. Brennan.”

“I can’t wait until you’re Mrs. Brennan.”

“Let’s go, I’m starving.” I don’t really want to talk about the wedding.

I wasn’t even sure if he considered us still engaged. Maybe that was me, after that awful fight on our engagement night.

We head to one of our old favorite spots—a cozy, intimate restaurant where we used to go back in the day. It’s the kind of place that’s seen us through som