13/12/2024
I MARRIED MY CHILDHOOD FRIEND — ON OUR WEDDING NIGHT, HE GAVE ME A NOTEBOOK FILLED WITH NOTES IN HIS MOTHER'S HANDWRITING.
After twenty years apart, I never thought I'd run into Michael in our hometown. But there he was, in front of the coffee shop we'd loved as kids, looking almost the same except for a touch of gray. We laughed, caught up, and it was like no time had passed. Soon, we were talking every day, reliving old memories, and somehow, everything just felt right.
After a few months, he proposed, and I couldn't have been happier. Our wedding was simple but beautiful, surrounded by family. Later, we returned to his family home, where we'd spent so many childhood days, and I felt like I was in a dream.
But when I came back to our room, Michael was sitting on the bed with an anxious look on his face, holding a small, worn-out notebook. His eyes had lost their usual warmth, replaced by something almost… haunted.
"I NEED TO TELL YOU SOMETHING," he started, his voice trembling.
My heart skipped a beat. Michael opened the notebook, flipping through pages filled with notes in his mother's handwriting.
As he handed it to me, he whispered, "THERE'S SOMETHING WE KEPT HIDDEN FOR YEARS." He looked away, unable to meet my eyes.⬇️
