When your girlfriend texts about coffee with her best friend while that same friend stands beside you picking out diamond rings, your world stops. I thought I knew everything about Lily after four years together, but I was wrong.
Lily and I have been together for four years. We’ve been living together for two years, and life has been great with her. Really great. She’s the kind of woman who makes ordinary days feel special just by being there.
Morning coffee tastes better when she’s across from me, reading the news on her phone while her hair’s still messy from sleep.
I’ve always considered our relationship solid.
We communicate well, support each other through tough times, and laugh a lot. Lily has this dorky sense of humor that catches me off guard. She’ll make random voices when she’s doing chores or create elaborate backstories for people we see at the grocery store.
She goes above and beyond in everything, except one area where we’ve never quite seen eye to eye. And that’s pets.
I’ve always wanted to have a snake as a pet. Don’t ask me why. There’s something fascinating about their quiet presence.
But Lily hates snakes with a passion that borders on phobic.
“Andrew, I love you, but absolutely not,” she told me early in our relationship. “You can keep any other pet you want. A cat, a dog, or even a hamster. But snakes are completely out of the question. They freak me out.”
I respected that. Relationships are about compromise, right? Besides, she does so much for me in other ways.
She’s the kind of person who’ll wake up early to pack my lunch just because she knows I forget. She remembers my mom’s birthday better than I do. She puts up with my terrible taste in action movies and actually seems to enjoy them.
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