Chapter 4

Sophie eagerly slid over to Jonathan, her voice playful and teasing.

"So, between me and her, who's prettier?" she asked.

Jonathan replied, stone-faced, "Of course, my wife is the prettiest."

Sophie's eyes filled with tears, about to spill over.

Jonathan hugged her close, pulling her into his arms.

"Relax, I was just teasing you. You're the most beautiful," he said softly.

Sophie choked out, her voice trembling.

"I want to break up with you. I just can't handle you two getting married," she said.

Jonathan gently patted her back.

"It's not like you just found out we're getting married," he…