I felt invisible in my own marriage. The man I loved no longer noticed me. Every day was the same—until the flowers arrived. Sweet notes, beautiful bouquets, and a mystery admirer who saw me when my husband didn’t. I needed to know who it was. But the truth changed everything.
Kyle and I barely spoke. Our love felt like a distant memory. He ignored my attempts to reconnect, making me feel unseen. Then, at work, flowers began arriving. The notes were thoughtful, sweet, reminding me I was worth adoration. My heart raced. Who was sending them?
I suspected Dean, my charming coworker, but he denied it. Confused, I followed a note’s invitation to a restaurant—one Kyle always refused to take me to. And there he was.
“It was you?” I whispered.
He nodded. “I can’t lose you, Emma.”
Tears filled my eyes. Kyle had finally seen me.
“You could’ve just taken me on a date,” I muttered, smiling.
Kyle pulled me close. “Can you forgive me?”
I nodded. His kiss told me everything—my Kyle was back.
