Letters To My Future Husband Novels & Stories

The first letter read. He was blushing so hard. "I don't know what the future holds for us, but I just know that the present is everything that I could ever imagine it to be. Thank you for being the picture-perfect fairy tale husband." He reads the other one. "You know, whenever I tried looking back at my problems, I realized I had none because I have you, my problem solver. My shoulder to lean on, my tissue my I needed someone to wiped away my tears. You are not just my husband, but you are my best friend, my biggest confidant, my motivator, my rock, and ride. I love you." These and other letters were read by Jerome and at the end of the last letter, he pulled Stacy in a tight, warm hug, hu

The letter To my future wifey, Yesterday my mother told me that I'm committed for life time to someone. I was baffled, shocked that I wasn't aware of my own engangement but you know princess, since I'm engaged to you..I'm yours! I don't care if I haven't seen my wife or haven't interacted with her, the fact is that I acknowledged that I ain't single and I have a responsibility which is you. So I'm writing this letter to assure you that your husband will always be by your side. If you want time to get to know me, I'll give you that but from now onwards, you're mine and I'm yours. I'll always love and cherish you till the end of my life..!

Little by little, the anxiety was giving way to excitement. Back home, exhausted from all the running around, I sank onto the sofa with my cell phone in hand. I wrote a quick message, without overthinking it: "I can't wait any longer to be your wife; you don't know how long I've dreamed of this." I sent it with a knot in my throat and a smile on my lips. Almost immediately, I received his reply. "Me too, Amelie. These two days are nothing compared to a lifetime with you."

“You don’t get to pick and choose when I’m your husband. Especially not with something like this.” “I was scared!” I burst out. “I didn’t know what to think.” I looked down at my hands. “Because… because when this started, you weren’t someone I trusted. Not fully. We were married, yes, but it wasn't a textbook fairytale. So when I saw those letters, the doubts crept in again.” He let out a low curse and ran a hand over his jaw. “Where are the letters now?” I pointed to the bed. “Under there. In my tote.”

He Chuckled and held my hand and kissed it. "How are you gonna get better my future wife?? I don't want you to get weak."

I heard his wife is back so I have to try my hardest not to think that I fucked her husband for one night. I marched my way to my own office and started doing the things that I've left on my desk but even though I try to get myself busy, I can't find words to put into my writing because I'm still bothered about reality and what I chose in life for my future. My future with Damon. I'd be having kids with him and I'd be living at one house with him, I have to force myself that I love him so much and that I'm happy about my marriage with him but for how long can I take to fake it?

Not after that. What if she files for divorce? What the hell do I do then? I can’t lose her. I sat. Hours passed. Doing nothing but thinking. Finally, I picked up a pen and wrote her a letter. A real one. Long. Honest. Vulnerable. Then I sent it to her—with just a small bouquet and some chocolates. No extravagant gifts. This wasn’t about that. This was about us. I need her. I need my wife. That night, I cooked dinner. Set the table. Hoped. Prayed.

Only the future. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The next morning, Juliette finds one final letter from her younger self—unread, addressed to the man I’ll Love forever, even if I forget. It ends with a single sentence: “Then don’t ever let go again”.

Its ironic even to her to suggest such a thing but if Leo would not face his demons then they would have lots of problems in the future because of grace. “ I don’t care what happened. Its all in the past. I don’t want anything to come in between our marriage right now and getting rid of the problems as early as now is better” He said as he pulled Chloe to him. I think its great if we could start a family. Have two or three children and then take care of them” Chloe laughed out loud and embraced him tightly. “ What are you waiting for?” she teased but he was serious he went straight to business.

His eyes followed me, brow furrowed. When I reached him, I didn’t stop right away. Instead, I placed my hands on his shoulders. He flinched, just slightly. And that almost made me laugh. I leaned in just enough for my voice to drop, softer now. “My dear husband…” I tilted my head, my gaze locking into his. “Let’s have an open marriage.” Silence. Yes, I would serve him that hot dish first.