Then I kissed Anna’s forehead.
“From now on,” I told her, “you don’t have to hide anything from me.”
She smiled.
And for the first time since our wedding night, I saw no fear in her eyes.
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Only peace.
Maybe true love does not always arrive at the right time.
Sometimes it gets lost.
Sometimes decades pass.
Sometimes life leaves scars before love finally finds its way home.
But perhaps the miracle isn’t getting back the years you lost.
Perhaps the miracle is finding someone who sees every scar those years left behind…
and still chooses to stay.
