I Married My Best Friend—Days Before Our Fifth Anniversary, I Heard Him Say, “She Walked Right Into My Trap”

stop smiling.

The small black gift bag rested on the passenger seat during the trip home.

I imagined his face when he opened it.

Maybe he’d tease me for spending too much.

Maybe he’d kiss me before thanking me.

I parked in the driveway just after two.

Matthew’s car was there.

Odd.

He usually didn’t finish work until five.

I unlocked the front door as quietly continue reading …