When I found a cryptic note in my husband Denton’s old coat, my mind spiraled with suspicion. The note contained a mysterious number and the words, “This is between us. No one else can know.”
The next day, I called the number, and a woman instructed me to meet at a mansion by the sea. I arrived to find a grand surprise—family, friends, confetti, and Denton in a tuxedo, holding red roses. It was our 10th anniversary, and the note had been part of his elaborate plan to remind me of where we first met.
He explained that the mystery was meant to rekindle our love, and I realized my doubts had been misplaced. That night, as we danced under the stars, I understood that sometimes love isn’t just about grand gestures, but about quiet moments that reaffirm our connection.
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