I arrived early for our anniversary dinner, expecting candles and surprises. Instead, I overheard my husband’s phone call—and every promise he’d ever made suddenly felt like a lie.
The kitchen was already warm when I came downstairs, sunlight stretching across the counter and catching the rim of Lily’s half-finished cereal bowl.
I stood there with my coffee and caught myself smiling. Ten years of marriage. A daughter who filled the house with noise. Some mornings it still felt too good to be ordinary.
“I want tonight to be a surprise.”
Nathan came in adjusting his tie, smelling like the aftershave I’d bought him for Christmas.
“You’re smiling like a lunatic,” he said.
“It’s our anniversary. I’m allowed.”
He kissed the top of my head.
“Seven o’clock. The place by the lake. Come alone, okay? I want tonight to be a surprise.”
“You married me anyway.”
As he headed toward the hallway, he pulled the key from his pocket and locked his office behind him without thinking.
“A surprise, huh? What kind?”
“The kind you have to show up to see, Claire.”
I bumped his shoulder. “You’re insufferable.”
“You married me anyway.”
How lucky I’d been to say ‘yes.’
Lily thundered down the stairs in her soccer socks, backpack half-zipped, and Nathan scooped her up like she still weighed nothing.
“Daddy, are you taking Mommy somewhere fancy?”
“Very fancy. I might even use a napkin.”
Lily giggled into his shoulder, and I watched the two of them and thought, for maybe the thousandth time, how lucky I’d been to say ‘yes’ to the boy who had promised me a ring at seventeen.
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