Chapter 175

• Sophia’s POV
• Sitting at the dining table, I stared at the blank wedding planning notebook in front of me. My thoughts were swirling with everything we had to figure out, but all I could focus on was the heavy weight in my chest. The more I thought about it, the harder it felt to breathe. Ian was sitting across from me, his eyes fixed on the pages too, but I knew his mind was somewhere else. He hadn’t said much in the past hour, and it was starting to eat away at me.
• “We need to set a date,” I finally said, breaking the thick silence between us.