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The air was thick with tension as I set the table for dinner. I had carefully planned this evening, wanting everything to be perfect—or as perfect as it could be given the circumstances. Adrian hadn’t been himself lately. If I thought things had been strained before, they now felt on the verge of breaking. I’d spent the afternoon cooking his favorite meal, hoping it would remind him of a simpler time, a time before his company’s struggles began consuming every corner of our lives. The candles flickered softly, casting a warm glow over the table. I took a deep breath, trying to steady my nerves. Adrian walked through the door just as I was finishing. He looked exhausted—dark circles under his eyes, his tie slightly askew. He barely noticed the effort I’d put into the evening as he dropped his briefcase by the door and loosened his collar. “Hey,” he said absently, giving me a fleeting glance before heading toward the kitchen to pour himself a glass of water. “Adrian,” I called softl
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I never expected a routine day at work to turn my life upside down. It started with a meeting at headquarters—a gathering of flight attendants to announce upcoming changes in the company. I’d sat there, sipping my coffee, only half-listening, until the words "new leadership roles" and "relocation opportunities" caught my attention. The regional manager stood at the front of the room, beaming. "We're looking for someone to lead the new international team based in San Francisco. It's a competitive role, and we’ll be considering applications from experienced staff. This is an incredible opportunity for growth and advancement." My heart skipped a beat. The chance to oversee an international team? It was more than I’d ever dared to dream of in my career. But the excitement was quickly overshadowed by a gnawing sense of dread. San Francisco was thousands of miles away. If I took this role, I’d have to leave Adrian behind. That evening, as I walked through the front door of our apartment,
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I knew long-distance relationships were hard, but I didn’t realize how deeply it could affect every part of my life until Adrian and I tried it. In the beginning, I told myself it would be temporary, a phase we had to endure for the sake of our dreams. The excitement of starting my new job in San Francisco and Adrian’s encouraging words gave me strength. I thought we were prepared for the challenge. But I wasn’t. Not really. The first few weeks were manageable, almost exciting. We texted constantly, sent each other photos of our meals, our offices, and little moments throughout the day. Our video calls felt like lifelines, something to look forward to after long days apart. Adrian would call late at night, his deep voice soothing me as I sat in my small apartment, still trying to make it feel like home. “I miss you,” he’d say, his face lit up by the soft glow of his laptop screen. “I miss you too,” I’d whisper, trying to ignore the lump in my throat. --- By the second month, rea
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It’s funny how life works. It can feel like things are moving along fine, even when they’re not. I think, in some ways, I was fooling myself. Adrian and I had been apart for months, and though we kept in touch—calls, texts, video chats—I could feel the distance between us creeping in, and not just physically. There was something else, something deeper, that we hadn’t addressed. It was there in the cracks of our conversations, the pauses where we both struggled to bridge the gap between us. I think we both knew it, but neither of us wanted to say it out loud. That is, until Adrian finally did. It was a Thursday night when I got the message from him. The words popped up on my phone screen, simple yet heavy, and the weight of them hit me hard. I had been sitting on the couch, scrolling through endless social media posts and trying not to think too much about the growing distance between us, when my phone buzzed. At first, I thought it might be another quick “how are you” text from him,
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It’s strange how quickly things can change. A few months ago, Adrian and I had been at a breaking point, unsure if our love could survive the strain of distance, our careers, and the realities of life. But we had worked through it. We had rebuilt. I could feel that shift, that renewed sense of connection between us. We had come through the toughest part of the storm, hand in hand, and now we were navigating calmer seas. At least, that’s what I thought. Adrian and I had promised each other that we’d make it work, no matter the cost. We had agreed to prioritize our relationship, to nurture it even as we pursued our individual goals. But it’s one thing to say those words, to make a promise in the quiet of our shared space, and another thing entirely to live them out in the real world. It was one of those mornings where the sunlight streamed in through my bedroom window, casting everything in a warm, golden glow. Adrian had just left for another week of business trips, and I was once a
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The day has arrived. Our wedding day. The day I’ve imagined in so many different ways, but never quite like this. Every moment feels like a dream, something I’ve been waiting for my entire life. But as I stand here, looking out over the small crowd of our closest family and friends, I know this is real. This is our reality. Adrian and I, finally tying the knot, surrounded by the people who have supported us throughout our journey. The morning has been a whirlwind of activity, with the last-minute preparations coming together as if by magic. The sounds of laughter, the soft hum of music in the background, and the gentle rush of excitement in the air make everything feel so surreal. But in the midst of it all, I’m calm. At peace. This is where I’m meant to be, with the man I love, about to start the rest of our lives together. I’m standing in front of the mirror, adjusting my veil, when I hear the soft knock on the door. “Isla?” Adrian’s voice is muffled through the wood, and I can f
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It wasn’t until I held the positive pregnancy test in my hands that everything shifted. For so long, Adrian and I had lived in a whirlwind—his demanding position as the CEO of Blackwell Enterprises, my career as a flight attendant, the constant ebb and flow of responsibilities, deadlines, and travels. I suppose I always assumed we would have time to plan our wedding properly, to do it the way we wanted, but somewhere along the way, life had gotten in the way. What started as a simple promise to have an intimate ceremony had been put on hold, again and again, until it felt like something that could wait forever.But now, with a baby on the way, the sense of urgency was there. Not in a panicked way, but in the way you realize something matters deeply—more than anything else—and it’s time to make it a priority. We were preparing to become parents, to create a life together, and that meant honoring our commitment to one another in the most personal, meaningful way we could.It was Adrian’
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The morning began like any other. The soft light filtered through the blinds, casting a warm glow across the room. I woke up to the familiar sound of Adrian’s breathing beside me, his arm draped over my waist. It was a peaceful moment, one I had grown to cherish more and more lately. Things had shifted between us, in a way that felt like we were growing into a new phase of our lives—one where we had learned to lean on each other, not just in the face of challenges, but in moments of calm as well.But that morning, as I stretched and turned toward Adrian to kiss him awake, something felt different. There was a flutter in my chest, a tightness in my stomach that I couldn’t quite place. I had been feeling it for days now—this strange mix of unease and excitement. My body felt different, my energy levels had dipped, and the nausea had been more persistent than usual. I thought I might be getting sick, but there was something inside of me that whispered it could be more than that.As I lay
