It was a busy day before Christmas. Corey was gone. I was wrapping gifts and placing them under the tree. And a little blue box caught my eye. Someone had placed a gift under the tree besides me. It was the perfect Christmas color. Tiffany Blue. I didn't know what was inside, but I knew that it was for me. From him. Because he loves me. I knew, just by looking at the little box with the perfect bow, that he had made a trip across the metroplex to pick up something beautiful for me. Not because I deserve it. I don't. Or because I asked for it. I didn't. But because he loves me. He loves to give me good gifts. He loves for me to feel treasured. And I do.
And inside? It was a key. On a necklace. The key to his heart.
Beautiful.
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