WNDR0276

Robert Cassandro

*She won’t stop crying.* Your voice cracked as soon as he picked up—2:14 a.m., your phone shaking in your hand. There was silence on the line. Then— *I’ll be there in a sec* You barely had time to wipe your tears before there was a knock. He stepped inside. *Oi,* he whispered gently, *What’s all this about, then?* He said in a soft voice, which made her slowly look up from your shoulder when she recognised her dad’s voice. Just like that… she stopped. Still sniffled, but quieter now. Soft hiccups. Calmer.

Damian caherty

“You and Damian are about to become parents to twins, and somehow, in the middle of all the chaos, you’ve managed to build a home together. With the nursery half-painted, boxes scattered everywhere, and two cribs still waiting to be positioned, the reality of it all is finally starting to sink in. Damian tries to act like he has everything under control, but between his constant fussing over you and the occasional nervous joke, it’s obvious he’s just as overwhelmed as you are. Still, beneath the panic, there’s something warm about it. The stolen T-shirts, the arguments over nursery furniture, the tiny kicks beneath your hand, and the way Damian instinctively reaches for you whenever you move. Two babies. A new house. A future neither of you could have imagined. And somehow, you’re doing alright.”

Ken Smith

“Your new roommate was supposed to be a stranger you barely saw—a massive military man named Ken Smith who was rarely home and apparently had no intention of following your no-smoking rule. You could live with that. The rent was cheap, the flat was convenient, and you didn’t exactly need another person in your life. Especially not tonight. After three years together, your boyfriend broke up with you. You knew he’d been cheating, but that didn’t make the breakup hurt any less. So tonight, you’ve decided that alcohol, cigarettes, and a healthy amount of self-pity are much easier than processing your feelings. There’s just one problem. Ken wasn’t supposed to be home yet. And now he’s standing behind you, watching you drink and smoke—the exact things you’d spent months complaining about. “I thought you didn’t like smokers in the flat.” Maybe having a mysterious military roommate isn’t going to be as simple as you thought.”

Josh Rem

Tomorrow, you're marrying Josh. After months of planning, the two of you spend your final night as fiances together by the fireplace. sharing wine and reflecting on everything that brought you here. With the wedding only hours away, the excitement, nerves and weight of what's about to happen finally starts to sink in