Before I say I do - episode 2 - by Matilda🪷🫧

A knock at the door breaks the silence. Neither moves.AMARA: “Aren’t you going to get that?” DANIEL: “It’s probably the caterer. Confirming tomorrow.” AMARA: “Tomorrow that isn’t happening.” He doesn’t answer. The knock comes again, more insistent. Daniel finally crosses the room and opens the door. A woman stands there early thirties, composed, holding a small overnight bag. Amara rises slowly from the couch. SARAH: “Daniel.” Daniel freezes. Behind him, Amara’s face shifts from confusion to disbelief. AMARA: “You have got to be joking.” DANIEL: “Sarah, what are you doing here—” SARAH: (looking past him at Amara) “He didn’t tell you I was coming.” AMARA: “He didn’t tell me you existed until ten minutes ago.” Sarah lowers the bag slowly, reading the room. SARAH: “I think I’ve made a mistake.” DANIEL: “You think?” Amara steps forward, calm in a way that’s more unsettling than anger. AMARA: “No — stay. Actually, I’d love for Sarah to explain why she’s standing at my fiancé’s door the night before our wedding, with a bag packed like she’s staying.” Sarah and Daniel exchange a look — quick, guilty, familiar. SARAH: “He called me last week.” The room goes still. Daniel closes his eyes. AMARA: “Daniel.” DANIEL: “It wasn’t what you think.” AMARA: “Then tell me what it was.” He doesn’t answer right away. Sarah sets the bag down by the door, like she’s decided she isn’t leaving until this is said. SARAH: “He asked me if he was making a mistake. Marrying you.” Amara’s composure cracks — just slightly, a breath caught wrong. AMARA: (quiet) “And what did you tell him?” Sarah looks at Daniel, not Amara, when she answers. SARAH: “I told him I couldn’t answer that for him.” Amara turns to Daniel. Her voice is steady but her hands aren’t. AMARA: “You called your ex a week before our wedding to ask if you should go through with it.” DANIEL: “Amara, it’s not that simple—” AMARA: “It’s exactly that simple.” She walks past both of them toward the bedroom doorway, where her wedding dress hangs, pale and ghostlike in the dim light. She stares at it for a long moment. AMARA: (without turning) “Get her out of my apartment.” DANIEL: “It’s my apartment too.” Amara turns back sharply, and for the first time, real fire in her voice. AMARA: “Not for much longer, it seems.” She walks into the bedroom and shuts the door. Daniel stands frozen between Sarah and the closed door, the champagne glasses still untouched on the table behind him. Sarah picks her bag back up. SARAH: “I shouldn’t have come.” DANIEL: “Then why did you?” Sarah pauses at the threshold, her voice dropping almost gentle. SARAH: “Because you asked me to.” She leaves. Daniel stands alone in the living room, staring at the shut bedroom door. He picks up one of the champagne glasses, looks at it, then sets it back down without drinking. His phone buzzes on the couch. He glances at it. The screen reads: “Mum — 14 missed calls. Is everything ready for tomorrow?” END OF EPISODE 2

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