My Husband Was Always Way Hotter than Me – Then I Found the Letter He Wrote Before Our Wedding
His eyebrows pulled together.
“What?”
“I wasn’t myself for a long time.”
“You were grieving.”
“I was a mess.”
“You’re the love of my life.”
He said it as though there was nothing else to explain.
Maybe there wasn’t.
I looked down at the pages.
For most of my life, I had measured beauty by the wrong things.
I had looked at Luke and seen someone who could have anyone.
I had looked at myself and wondered why he had settled.
His mother had apparently wondered the same thing.
Luke never had.
He had thought I was beautiful from the beginning.
But that was not the only reason he crossed the bakery to meet me.
He had seen what I did when I thought nobody important was watching.
There was no catch after all.
He had not married me despite who I was.
He had married me because of who I was, inside and out.
Luke watched me carefully.
“Are you angry?”
“A little.”
“At me?”
“Mostly at the person who hid this letter for years.”
“Fair.”
I folded it again.
“But I’m angry at myself too.”
His smile faded.
“Why?”
“Because I’ve spent half our marriage waiting for you to prove you didn’t mean what you said in that bakery.”
He reached for my hand.
I let him take it without hesitation.
I looked at the old letter between us.
“And apparently, you’ve spent all of it proving you did.”
His eyes filled.
I leaned against him.
For years, I had wondered how I got so lucky.
That afternoon, for the first time, I stopped asking.
There had never been some hidden joke waiting to be revealed.
There was simply a man who had noticed my face, noticed my heart, and decided he wanted to know both.
And a woman who had taken far too long to believe him.
But here is the real question: When someone has spent years loving you for who you truly are, do you keep measuring yourself through old insecurities, or finally believe the person who saw your worth before you could see it yourself?
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