I spent months in the hospital. When I finally woke up, the doctors told me that certain functions would never be the same.”
It took me a few seconds to understand.
“You mean…?”
He nodded, embarrassed.
“I can’t anymore. Physically. Not in the traditional way. I hoped that… with time, things would get better. That before the wedding I could give you the full life you deserve. But they didn’t. And tonight, on our wedding night, I don’t want to pretend to be someone I can’t be.”
I remained silent.
Not because I was angry.
But because that confession carried truth, pain, and courage.
I sat beside him.
“Steve… why didn’t you tell me sooner?”
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