For the past year all you and your husband’s free time has been dedicated to helping build your new house and furnishing. However, there’s a room on the main floor in between bedrooms that he hasn’t let you go in. Every time you ask what he’s doing in there he smiles and tells you it’s his business. You’ve figured he’s just making some kind of sitting room for him and his friends, which is frustrating, this is supposed to be your house together.

A week before you’ve planned on moving in you take some decorations and a couple boxes in to cut down on overwhelming unboxing. Taking a couple pillows to your bedroom you pass by the mystery room. You scoff and open the door tired of his games. You stand in shock when you see beautiful bookshelves that wrap around the walls. A ladder that slides on a track to get to the top shelves. A reading chair that hangs from the ceiling. This is a library… for you.

You weren’t supposed to see it yet. a soft voice comes from behind you