The Student Teacher Affair

61: The wedding preparation

Mercy's pov 

I rolled over in bed, a smile already tugging at my lips before I even opened my eyes. The ring on my finger sparkled as the sunlight hit it, and a sense of pure joy rushed over me. I couldn’t believe it. I was engaged.

Engaged to Joshua.

I stretched, feeling light and happy as if I were floating on air. The events of the previous evening played through my mind on a loop,Joshua down on one knee, Nathaniel handing him the ring, the soft music, the way his voice shook with emotion as he asked me to spend the rest of my life with him. My heart swelled every time I thought about it.

I sat up, staring down at the beautiful ring on my finger. It still felt surreal. I was officially going to be Mrs. Joshua Adeniyi.

Just as that thought settled in, the door creaked open, and Joshua stepped into the room, his eyes immediately finding mine. His smile was warm, soft, like he was feeling the same overwhelming happiness I was.

“Good morning, fiancée,” he said, walking over and sitting on the edge of the bed. His hand reached for mine, and his thumb traced over the ring, a small, affectionate gesture that made my heart flutter.

“Good morning, future husband,” I replied, the words tasting sweet on my tongue.

He chuckled softly before leaning down to kiss me, his lips brushing against mine in a gentle, lingering kiss that only made my heart race more.

“So, how does it feel?” he asked, his voice low as he pulled back slightly, his forehead resting against mine.

I smiled up at him. “It feels like a dream. A really, really good dream.”

“Well, I hope you’re ready to wake up because the next part of this dream is about to get real. And by ‘real,’ I mean the wedding.”

I blinked at him, slightly surprised but intrigued. “What do you mean?”

Joshua sat up a bit straighter, his hand still holding mine. “I know this might sound sudden, but… I don’t want to wait too long to marry you, Mercy. I want to be your husband, and I don’t see any reason to delay it. We’ve already been through so much together. What do you say? We could plan the wedding soon, if you don’t mind.”

His words sent a thrill through me. The idea of marrying him—really marrying him soon—made my pulse quicken. I had imagined planning a wedding for months, maybe even a year, but the thought of not having to wait, of starting our life together as husband and wife sooner, sounded perfect.

“I don’t mind at all,” I said, beaming. “In fact, I love the idea.”

He grinned, and the way his eyes lit up made my heart skip a beat. “Good. Then it’s settled. We’ll start planning right away.”

I laughed, leaning into him. “Just like that?”

“Just like that,” he confirmed, kissing my forehead. “Though, we might need to brace ourselves. Telling the families might be… interesting.”

The next day, Gracie had already left, needing to return to work. She had been excited for us, but her responsibilities were calling, and I understood. I missed her already, but we promised to keep in touch as the wedding planning kicked off. Besides, I had Joshua, and soon, both of our families would be looped into the process.

A weeks later, Joshua and I found ourselves in front of his laptop, setting up a group video chat to share the news with both of our families. We had already texted them earlier, hinting that we had some big news to share.