You Were My Favorite Mistake
And a laugh that sounded nothing like heartbreak.
“Good morning, sunshine,” Bella whispered, kissing her forehead.
From the doorway, Daniel leaned casually, holding two mugs.
“You both conspired to wake me up early again,” he joked.
Bella smiled at him.
That steady smile.
That quiet certainty.
Not butterflies.
Not obsession.
But home.
Marriage wasn’t perfect.
They argued sometimes.
They disagreed.
They had exhausting days.
But never once did she feel confused.
Never once did she wonder if she was being chosen.
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