After graduation, Luke and I got married. We picked up our marriage license together at City Hall.
We chose the date, then went wedding dress shopping together. He said he wanted to give me a wedding no one had ever seen before.
He invited every relative and friend his family had, and he introduced me to each of them in turn.
He said, "This is my wife. My one and only."
Three years into the marriage, he was still as good to me as he had ever been.
I found that account with the jumbled username.
Our messages had stopped on the day I congratulated her on becoming a novelist.
Summer: Long time no see. I want to correct something you once told me. You were wrong back then. Marriage can turn out differently.
Her reply came fast.
Unknown ID: You're married? To Luke? Looks like Mom and D
