I Came Home From a Work Trip to Find 100 Roses Delivered to My Wife—Then One Note Changed Everything

the paper from me.

She read it herself.

Then she started crying.

Not polite tears.

Not quiet tears.

The kind that come from months of pain finally breaking through.

I dropped my suitcase.

Wrapped my arms around her.

And held her while she cried.

“What is it?” I asked softly.

“Talk to me.”

But she couldn’t.

Not yet.

She simply buried her face against my chest and continue reading …