“It’s yours.”
We put the graduation photograph back in the album together.
Weeks later, I found Daniel looking through the album again.
This time, he didn’t hide it.
He stopped at our wedding photograph and laughed.
“I look terrified.”
“You were.”
“I can’t believe you married me looking like that.”
Normally, he would have made another joke about his appearance.
But this time, I took his hand.
“You looked like the man I wanted.”
Daniel went quiet.
And for once, he didn’t argue.
He didn’t tell me I was only saying it because I loved him.
He simply believed me.
