THE WEDDING PREPARATION

STEFAN'S POV

Mum sat down with me and Mabel to discuss the details of the wedding. She suggested a date that was only a few weeks away. My heart sank. I had hoped for more time to prepare, but I knew that I had to make the best of the situation.

"What about the venue?" Mabel asked. "Where will we have the wedding?"

My mother suggested a local church, but Mabel shook her head. "I'm not religious," she said. "I'd prefer something more secular."

As I sat across from my mother and Mabel, discussing the details of our upcoming wedding, I felt a knot of anxiety in my stomach. I didn't want to get married, especially not to Mabel. But I knew I had no choice. My mother was insistent, and I didn't have the strength to fight her. So I sat there, listening to the plans being made, feeling like a prisoner. I wondered if I would ever be able to break free.

"What about the dress?" Mabel asked, her eyes sparkling with excitement. My mother suggested a traditional white gown, but Mabel shook her he