Married life turned out to be everything I had hoped for and more.
Julian was a man who always kept his word. He never brought work stress home with him. No matter how busy he was, he always made time to have dinner with me.
On weekends, we would shop for groceries together and experiment with new recipes in the kitchen.
Whenever my period came around, he would awkwardly make me ginger tea, even though he was hopeless at it.
And if I casually mentioned wanting to see the ocean, I would wake up the next day to find that he had already booked tickets to Sunhaven.
Little by little, he gave me back all the security and certainty I had once searched for in the wrong person.
Six months later, Julian and I were shopping at a mall downtown. As we passed a milk tea shop, I suddenly stopped wa
