Hurt Me Again

It was finally here.

My first wedding anniversary with the love of my life.

The butterflies swirled in my stomach and doubled with every thought of him. When I moistered hand hair, they crawled with soft reddish.

I rushed through my hair stylization and dressing, but not without care.

I have always made sure I look the best, and today it was no exception. I chose the best dress in my wardrobe .. dark green dress. Bruce's favorite color.

I quickly looked out the window and my eyes scanned an empty driveway.

Bruce wasn't here yet. My heart sank for a moment, but the expectations were taken quickly. He would be here soon, I thought.

I turned inside and headed to the living room to check the gifts I have prepared.

Everything was exactly how I planned it. The cake perfectly wrapped on a coffee table, wrapped gifts arranged neatly beside him and a hand -written letter sits upstairs.

When I modified the ribbon on one of the boxes, my thoughts were driving to the text that Bruce sent me last night.

I pulled out the phone and opened it again and read his words again for what felt like a thousandth:

'Happy anniversary in advance, my love. I still can't believe it has been a year. It's like yesterday that I saw you walking on the aisle, the most beautiful look I've ever seen. This year you made the best of my life. Thank you for you. Tomorrow I have a surprise for you, something I think you will like. I will go out of the office soon so I will see the first thing in the morning. I love you more than words can ever say. '

I grabbed myself, the faces with the heart with the idea of him.

What almost dies of excitement was a surprise he said he had for me. Bruce was so thought out, he was always looking for ways to feel special. I couldn't wait to see what he was planning.

I gripped the phone to the chest, the dizzying laughter slipped before I could stop him. It was not impossible to limit how I felt happy.

Today it will be perfect .. I felt it.

At that moment I heard it. The well -known Honk Bruce's car. My heart skipped the rhythm when I quickly wiped my clothes, the green fabric embraced my body to the right. I rushed to the window and eager to see him.

The gate opened and his car slowly threw himself.

He stepped out, but instead of heading to the door as usual, he paused. He turned and walked to the other side of the car.

When I tried to figure out what he was doing, my breath was caught in my throat.

Then I saw her. Selena. My best friend.

I blinked, half in disbelief. What was going on here? My mind raced.

Bruce mentioned surprises, but I didn't expect that.

Selena, three months pregnant, climbed out of the car with a wide smile. My heart was shaking.

Wait. Both planned it? The surprise was not just from Bruce. It was from both.

I couldn't stop the smile that was spreading on my face. My hands were practically trembling when I quickly adjusted my hair and threw myself back into the living room.

I had to prepare. I couldn't let them see them shocking there.

Bruce, who was a thoughtful, dear man he was, even involved Selena in the plan. I bubbled with excitement, and all I could do was blush, how much effort he made to today's forgetfulness.

I was lucky to have him .. and lucky that I had Selena too ..

The door flew open and Bruce entered first and his nice face shining. He didn't look tired at all .. not like someone who worked overnight. He looked as if he had just woken up from the best night sleep.

I couldn't help. I greeted him with a big smile.

"Hi, honey," I said, and my voice was filled with excitement.