A small apartment full of wedding magazines
And parents who still sent me care packages with my dad’s terrible cookies inside.
At twenty-two, I truly believed nothing could shake what Elliot and I had built.
Elliot and I had been together since high school.
He proposed the summer after graduation, dropping to one knee on my parents’ back porch.
I truly believed nothing could shake what Elliot and I had built.
« You’re going to be stuck with me forever, » he had said that night, grinning.
« Promise? » I asked.
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