Four Happiest Years Of My Life

Four years ago today, when I had barely started seeing my husband, he took me out to lunch and told me he wants me to be his. We were both working and he asked me to meet him for lunch. I was surprised because we had dinner plans later after work but he insisted that he wanted to see me for lunch. So we met at a Vietnamese Restaurant we usually went to for Phó. He was very restless. I asked him if everything was okay? Continue reading “Four Happiest Years Of My Life”