Crimson Promises

*A Week Later...*

***Marcella***

I couldn’t stop the smile tugging at my lips as I stared at the red dress draped across my bed. My fingers brushed lightly over the crisp, cream-colored envelope in my hand, reading the familiar handwriting one more time.

*No one else has brought me more joy than you have all these years. Today is about us, baby.*

*Happy Anniversary!*

*Love, Kaelen*

A warmth bloome