Wedding Planning

When I woke up the next day, I was happy. I woke up excited. I had a purpose, something to do, and for once, I didn't feel sorry for myself, and I was happy. I took a shower, got dressed, and headed downstairs. I had planned to have breakfast at a hotel, but then, something made me pause.

Instead of leaving, I turned and made my way to the kitchen.

When I reached the kitchen, I found Madeline busy with her tasks. Without a second glance, I greeted her cordially,

"Good morning." She didn’t respond, but I didn’t care. I only did it out of respect anyway.

I walked straight to the fridge, grabbed a jug of juice, poured myself a glass, took out two eggs, and some sauces, and then headed over to the cooker. I lit it up and got busy with my breakfast, catching Madeline throwing me evil glances from the corner of my eye. But nothing was going to ruin my mood, not today.

I fried my breakfast, then sat at the kitchen island, choosing not to go to the dining table, and began to eat.

“This is