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Valentine's Day was supposed to be perfect. I had everything planned down to the last detail—breakfast in bed, a stop at her old house for the first surprise, and then a romantic dinner.
Fully love out..
I could already imagine the look on her face when she saw what I had done with the place. Jordan really came through for me; the adjustments were everything. Yesterday, I'd stopped by to make sure it was ready, and I knew she'd love it. Today wasn't just about spoiling her—it was about giving her the kind of happiness she deserved.
The drive to her old house was mostly quiet. She sat next to me, her hand resting lightly on my thigh, her eyes darting toward me every few seconds. I glanced over, smirking at the way she was trying to keep her curiosity in check. I knew her well enough to see that her mind was racing.
Mi just a wait fi it cah she's a likkke parrot.
Finally, she broke the silence. "Dwayne mi nuh too like the suprise thing enuh she admitted, her voice soft but weighted with honesty. "It just a trigger mi anxiety."
Without hesitation, I reached over and squeezed her hand. "It aguh worth it,"I said, meeting her gaze. "Just relax, okay? Trust me."
She nodded, though I could still feel her nerves. I held onto her hand for the rest of the drive, grounding her the best way I could.
When we pulled up to the house, her eyes widened, and a small gasp escaped her lips. I smiled, knowing the new paint job and the garden in the front yard had already made an impression. "Mi already like it and this a just the outside."she states, her voice filled with disbelief.
I chuckled, stepping out of the car. "Wait until yuh see the inside."
Her excitement grew with every step. As soon as we opened the door, her smile lit up the room. We toured the house together, her phone constantly in her hand as she took pictures and recorded videos.
Aguh give har the camera later along with her other gifts.
The new countertops, the fresh coat of paint in her favorite color, the cozy touches Jordan and I had added—it all made her so happy.
"This is so nice mi woulda move in back," she whispered, wrapping her arms around me.
"Good but a muss when mi dead and gone suh move in back," I replied, pressing a kiss to her forehead.
Thirty minutes later, we were back outside. She realized she'd forgotten to take pictures of the front yard earlier, so she ran back to get the perfect angles. I stood by the car, watching her with a smile, feeling like the luckiest man alive.
Out of nowhere , a loud bang shattered the air, and for a moment, everything froze. I felt the impact before I understood what had happened—a sharp, burning pain that stole the breath from my lungs. My legs gave out, and I crumpled to the ground.
