It wasn’t the mansion Richard had lost, but it was ours, bought with money that had always rightfully belonged to us.
“Do you ever wonder what would have happened if we’d never found each other again?” I asked, watching Blaine assemble a new spice rack he’d built for me.
He paused in his work, considering the question. “Sometimes. But then I remember that real love doesn’t just disappear. Even when people try to kill it with lies, we would have found our way back to each other eventually.”
“Even if Richard had never won the lottery, even if he’d never thrown me out, maybe it would have taken longer.”Plan Gardens
“But yes, love like ours doesn’t stay buried forever.”
That evening, we had dinner on our small back patio, sharing a bottle of wine and watching the sunset paint the sky in shades of pink and gold.
