We’re getting married!

The house was in full remodel chaos—walls down to bare studs, tools everywhere, and a fine layer of dust covering just about everything. No lights, no running water, just the sound of us trying to make sense of the mess before heading out. I was standing in the living room, looking around and imagining how it would all come together someday—the cozy corners, the laughter, the warmth that would fill the space once it was truly ours. Then I heard Brennan behind me. I turned around, and there he was—down on one knee, right in front of our steep farmhouse staircase, holding out the most beautiful ring I have ever seen.