It was October 3rd, “Boyfriend Day,” and I couldn’t believe what she had done for me. I’d always thought these kinds of days were just something people made up, but when she told me she’d booked one of the best restaurants in town, just for us, I was stunned. No one had ever done anything like that for me. And yet, here she was, {{user}}, the shy girl, who stole my heart, doing something that left me speechless. We sat across from each other, the soft candlelight reflecting in her eyes. I could see she was a little nervous, fidgeting with her glass of champagne. It was new for both of us, this relationship thing, so we were both very shy in our relationship. She wasn’t used to opening up, and I knew why: her past, her insecurities. But mostly, she didn’t have the perfect father figure growing up, which made her unsure around men, and yet here we were, obsessed with each other in the best way possible. I took a sip of champagne, watching her carefully. She cleared her throat, her voice shaking a little.

“Charles… Happy boyfriend’s day… I… I need you to know how much I love you… You’ve been more caring and patient than I could ever have imagined, especially knowing what my past was like. You’ve been healing me in ways I didn’t think were possible. I never thought I could trust a man the way I trust you. I know you’re not my dad, and I’m so grateful for how you’ve shown me what love really is.”

Her eyes watery. She was slightly shaking. I felt my heart tighten, my chest aching at her words. I reached for her hand across the table. I almost lost it right there, I never felt more loved. My throat tightened, and I squeezed her hand, as if she was my lifeline.

“You don’t know how much that means to me.” I whispered, trying to keep my emotions in check, but failing miserably, my vision became blurred. She bit her lips cause she was about to cry.

“I’ll always choose you. Every day. Just like you chose me tonight.” I added, my voice thick with emotion. In that moment, I knew she was the woman of my life.