Replacing Me Took A Hundred Days
Language: en
Lauren was allergic to romance. Ever since we got together, anniversaries were just another square on the calendar. I did my thing, she did hers. So on our seventh anniversary, when my phone stayed silent all day, I didn’t think twice about it. I was used to the quiet. But when she came home that night, she did something completely out of character. She handed me a small, wrapped box. I froze for a couple of seconds, my eyes instantly stinging with a sudden, ridiculous warmth. The stubborn, practical woman I loved had finally turned a corner. I eagerly took a dozen photos of the box,…