My therapist told me it would help me a lot to engage in some activity. So I played sometimes when I was not too busy. I swim too, which helps me relax once I’m in the water.
Someone applauds after I finish the piece, and when I turn around, I see my fiancé himself. Yeah, it still feels strange that I have a fiancé today, and a husband tomorrow. I’m so getting married.
I smile at him, and he saunters to me with a bouquet of red tulips in his hand. How did he know I like red tulips? This man is full of surprises.
“Hello, future wife. You played the cello well.” He kisses my forehead.
“Why, thank you, husband-to-be, and hello to you. What’re you doing here? Don’t you have friends or family to see before we’ll get married tomorrow?”
“For you.” He offers the flowers, and they’re gorgeous.
