Anniversary Letter Novels & Stories

I turned to the letter and stared at it for a while before I opened it up. The letter was from James. I wondered why he was sending me a beautiful invitation letter. Maybe it was a mistaken address. I tore it open and was shocked to see my name on the main invitation. James had personally invited me to his company's twenty-second anniversary. I scoffed. Why would James want me at his company's anniversary when our relationship was getting worse by the day. I could remember asking him not to attend my wedding, and he said it was a matter of public record, and my dad had already invited him. He also promised not to let me smell any occasions organised by him.

In 2 days' time, Archie and I should have been celebrating 10 years of marriage but instead, I have to get through the first anniversary that I don't get to spend with him and just the thought alone is killing me! I'm so lost in my own head that I dont even realize that I've taken the letter out of my leggings pocket and I'm threading it through my fingers. How can a simple piece of paper feel like it's burning your skin? Burning down to your soul? I know I shouldn't do it but as usual, that doesn't stop me as I open up the letter and start reading it.

] I replied: [Yes, I'll make it an unforgettable anniversary! [Me too! You'll never forget this present I prepared for you!]

and I launched into a glowing description of Sandy and a few of the sexual adventures we’d tried together and a few more we’d talked about. At this point Susan began to dig around in her computer case. She finally emerged with an envelope, which she handed me saying “I hope you don’t think this was a dirty trick, but I really don’t have a boyfriend it was all Sandy’s idea for me to tell you all that crap.” I opened the envelope and unfolded a letter written in Sandy’s familiar compact handwriting. Happy Anniversary David! It’s been one whole year to this very day and I’m guessing that while you remember our first date, you never wrote down the calendar date it happened on. It must be a guy t

I may have to burn them. I'm terrible at this. But the cake is about to come out of the oven and I don't have time to start a new letter all over again. What I'm trying to say is: you're one of the greatest people I've ever known. It's really a shame that you haven't had anyone around to tell you that, or throw you a birthday party, or just thank you for being you. You're someone worth celebrating. Happy Birthday Ana

I start reading, Dear Drew, Hi. Howdy. Hiyo. This is me , Ana. Now, I know you might be wondering why I wrote this letter when I could just leave a text. My answer is that I wanted to go old school. You know , how lovers used to write letters to each other in past, just like that. You can laugh at that if you want to.

I couldn't afford to fall apart just yet. Before leaving to my office, I made my way to the wine cabinet and pulled out a bottle of Nich favorite red wine, a Bordeaux he'd been saving for a special occasion. I placed it, still sealed, on the center table in the sitting room. I grabbed a notepad from the counter, I say down and let the word flow. *“Happy Anniversary, my love. I don't know where you're, but I hope you're fine. I wanted today to start with us together but no matter what, I want you to know that I love you.

Edith said, bowing to Anaya and handing the letter to her. Anaya removed the seal and pulled out the letter. “Dear Anaya Dragnon, you are cordially invited to a grand ball to celebrate the anniversary of the day you were proclaimed head of the council. The council members wish to celebrate your excellence and leadership over the years and also wish to give you a proper send-off as you relinquish your position. Invitations for guests are allowed…. Invitations for guests are allowed." Anaya read with a confused expression. “What’s wrong?" Gabriella asked.

Anyway, it doesn’t matter. “On the 20th of December, you will go to the club to celebrate Georgina’s birthday and your own.” My words are straight to the point. “I have dealt with so much already, what is a death letter? If it even is a death letter. There are more important things in life.” He is looking at me like I am crazy, whether it is because I just shrugged off the letter or I am telling him he has to celebrate his birthday, I have no idea. His eyes tell me, though, that he thinks I am seriously crazy and losing it.