HAPPY ANNIVERSARY TO ME"You're going to love this," I whispered to myself, shifting the paper bag in my arms as the elevator hummed upward. "Three years, and she still thinks I forget dates."I smiled at my own reflection in the steel doors. The roses were red, not pink, because Mia hated pink roses. The chocolate was dark, not milk, because she thought milk chocolate was too sweet. The necklace sitting in the velvet box in my jacket pocket had her birthstone set in gold, not silver, because silver turned her skin green. Three years of paying attention to every small thing she ever mentioned, and tonight I was going to prove it to her, oh my sweet love I'm coming, I said to myself.The elevator opened on the fourth floor and I stepped out, my sneakers squeaking softly against the hallway tiles. My heart was doing something embarrassing in my chest, beating fast the way it did before a big game. I had even rehearsed what to say. Not a speech, just a few honest words. Something like,
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