The History Of You And Me

October 2025.

*Edited*

"Are you going to be late again today?"

I ask as I hurry around the kitchen to make breakfast I know he won't as much as look at. I'm late but not too late to miss my most important meal of the day.

I usually make gourmet dishes because of my cooking classes. We're supposed to 'give our all' when cooking because 'every meal is a piece of art'. Nowadays I just cook gourmet because it takes time, I have a lot of that these days.

"Yeah,"
I hear him say simply with his head still buried in something that's seemingly more interesting on his iPad.

Today I decided to not make something too fancy because, again - I'm late. I guess I could've ordered but it's too late now.

"Ok,"
I respond to him as I slide a plate of bacon and eggs towards him on the kitchen table.

I tilt my head slightly when I see him take a piece of bacon off the plate. That's certainly new.

I find myself smiling, and then,

"Can I bring you lunch today?"
It's worth a try, he seems to be in a different mood today, a better mood.

"Jess will be coming around so I'll be able to stop by."
I motivate my case. I miss bringing my husband lunch at his office, I know he used to like that too.

"No, it's fine. I'll ask Charlotte to get me something later."
I ignore my heart breaking at his response. Of course Charlotte will get him something later, she does everything for him.

I turn my back to him so he doesn't see the disappointment on my face as I pour orange juice into a glass. My heart breaks even further when I hear him stand to gather his stuff to leave.

I close my eyes slightly so the impact of the pieces of my heart hitting the ground is not too detrimental.

But just as I accept our sad new reality, I sense him standing behind me. He turns me around slowly to kiss me on the forehead and I welcome the warmth of his proximity.

He whispers,

"I love you, Bella."

And then he makes his way out of our home to go to work.

I feel my heart regain its warmth after our short moment.

He hasn't given up, not yet at least. That's more than enough reason to bring a smile to my face this morning. It gives me hope that my fight to save my marriage might not be as hopeless as I thought.

I finish my own breakfast after he leaves and then head to work right after.

I own a pet shop.

It's been a dream of mine for some time now and my dear husband helped me bring it to life.

And by helped I mean he completely funded it and overlooked the entire construction and design of it. He somehow created not just my vision, but the things I didn't know I wanted at the time.

We made different divisions within the store to make it diverse. Right now It's a store, pet play area, pet museum, and of course, a pet daycare.