My Husband Was Always Way Hotter than Me – Then I Found the Letter He Wrote Before Our Wedding
“That’s not what I noticed.”
He told me the woman had been embarrassed and kept trying to repay me.
I had told her not to worry, then moved away before she could make a fuss.
“You weren’t performing for anybody,” Luke said. “You didn’t even look around afterward.”
I stared at him.
“So you asked me out because you felt sorry for me?”
“No.”
His answer came instantly.
“Absolutely not.”
“Then why?”
“Because I noticed you. Not just the dimples when you smile, your beautiful brown eyes, or your long, natural eyelashes.”
He paused.
“Yes, Mia, I thought you were beautiful.”
“But I’d also seen what you did when you thought nobody was paying attention.”
My eyes filled.
He gave me a small smile.
“Then I went back a few days later, saw you again, and thought I’d regret it if I didn’t talk to you.”
I looked at the letter.
“So when you said, ‘Well… you’re beautiful’…”
“I meant it.”
“And when you asked for my number?”
“I wanted your number.”
There had been no bet.
No joke.
No hidden camera.
No catch.
But one question remained.
“Why didn’t you tell me?”
Luke looked down.
“At first, I didn’t think it mattered. Then, I realized how insecure you were about us.”
I winced.
“You kept asking why I wanted you. By then, I was afraid that if I told you I’d noticed what happened with that woman first, you’d decide I was dating you out of pity.”
I almost laughed because that was exactly what I had assumed minutes earlier.
“Then my mother made everything worse,” he continued.
I looked back at the letter.
“Is that why you wrote this the night before our wedding?”
Luke nodded.
“She came to see me.”
“What did she say?”
“She asked one last time whether I was sure.”
My jaw tightened.
Luke continued.
“Then she said I’d spent our whole relationship convincing you that you were good enough for me and asked whether I wanted to spend my marriage doing the same thing.”
I stared at him.
“What did you say?”
