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

he turned toward me.

“I hoped you’d never hear it that way.”

“Then tell me the right way.”

He rubbed both hands across his face.

Instead of arguing or denying, he quietly said, “Come with me.”

He led me into the garage.

Behind old holiday decorations sat a weathered cedar chest I’d never bothered opening.

Matthew knelt beside it.

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