Everyone gives her things for the house. This is for the story.
Look at the registry. Plates, towels, a stand mixer she will use twice a year. All good things. All things for the house.
Nobody on that list is giving her a place to keep what these months felt like: the first time she said "my fiancé" out loud, the dress she almost bought, the night she called you upset about the seating chart.
That is the part she will want back. You know it, because you have lived your own version of these months.





