The day before the wedding had come and gone, and now, as the morning sun streamed into the room, everything felt surreal. Roman's house, which had been their home for months, was quiet. The rooms still smelled faintly of the late-night pizza they'd shared, the laughter of their children echoing in their minds. But today, it was a different kind of quiet. The kind that came before monumental change.

Isa's things were already packed up, all set for the big day. She had taken care of the final touches before the wedding-the small details that made her smile. But there was one last thing she had to do before the ceremony.

Earlier that morning, Isabella had quietly made her way out of Roman's house, leaving him a note-one that had given him all the reassurance he needed: She was doing fine. She just needed a little space to gather herself before the whirlwind of the day began.

She had sent all her things to Naomi's, her sister-in-law, where she would spend the day preparing. Naomi had been so supportive throughout the wedding planning-her calming presence a steadying force whenever things felt overwhelming. And now, the final touches were being put into place for Isabella's big day.

As she stepped through the door at Naomi's house, Isabella was met with the comforting scent of lavender, candles flickering softly in every corner. Naomi had been busy, and everything was ready. The dress was hanging in the corner, carefully preserved and waiting for the moment when Isabella would finally slip into it. The room was filled with soft music, and a mirror stood before the window, reflecting the soft light that streamed in.

"Everything's set," Naomi said, turning from the mirror where she had been adjusting a few things. Her eyes shone with excitement as she smiled at her sister-in-law. "You're going to look stunning, Isa."

Isabella smiled warmly, her heart swelling with gratitude. "Thank you for everything, Naomi. I don't think I could've done it without you."

Naomi pulled her into a hug, holding her tight for a few moments before pulling away. "Of course. Today is a big day for both of you. I'm so happy for you."

Isa couldn't help but let out a deep breath, knowing that this was the calm before the storm. Tomorrow, she would be marrying Roman. Tomorrow, their love would be sealed with vows. But today-today was about reflection, about remembering how far they had come, and about taking one last moment before everything changed.

Naomi offered a soft laugh, sensing the nervous energy that was still swirling in Isabella's chest. "I think you need some tea, don't you?"

Isabella smiled, nodding. "Yeah, I could use some. Thank you."

The two women settled down in the living room, sipping tea, talking about everything and nothing. Naomi filled the silence with easy chatter, guiding Isabella's thoughts away from the anxious nerves that had begun to settle in. They laughed about the chaos of wedding planning, the little things that had gone wrong, but none of it mattered now.

At that moment, it felt just like it had always been-a quiet, peaceful moment shared between two women who had grown close through love and support.

Isabella's mind wandered back to Roman. She thought about how lucky she was to have him. He had been her rock throughout the challenges, never wavering in his love for her. Today, he was getting ready too, probably with his own nerves and excitement. But this moment, with Naomi, was her time to gather her thoughts. To ground herself.

It wasn't long before Isabella excused herself to get ready. As she stepped into the bridal room, she stood before the mirror, gazing at the reflection of the woman she was about to become-a wife, a partner. She ran her fingers over her engagement ring, the promise ring Roman had given her, a symbol of their journey together. The love they had found after so much pain. It was the symbol of their new beginning.

As she slipped into her wedding dress, she felt a rush of emotion. The intricate lace hugged her curves, the soft satin flowing down to the floor in delicate folds. The dress made her feel like the woman Roman had always seen in her. She had always dreamed of a day like this, but now, as the moment drew closer, it felt surreal.

Naomi stood behind her, adjusting the final pieces of her veil. "You look beautiful, Isa," she said softly.

Isabella's eyes glistened with tears. "I'm nervous. But in the best way possible."

"You're ready," Naomi assured her. "You've been ready for this day for a long time."

The two women exchanged a final smile before Isabella grabbed the small bouquet that Naomi had prepared for her. She took a deep breath, steadying her nerves. The wedding wasn't just about the ceremony. It was about the love and commitment they had built, the promise to keep fighting for their future.

Before leaving, Isabella took one last look in the mirror. Tomorrow, she would walk down the aisle toward Roman, toward her future. But today, she was here, in this moment, filled with gratitude for everything that had led to this point.

Isabella left Naomi's house later that afternoon, ready for the next chapter. As she walked toward the waiting car, her heart swelled with love for the man who had stood by her through everything. Tomorrow, she would marry him. Tomorrow, she would say yes to forever.

And today, she would hold onto the love she had found with Roman Reigns.