I open the velvet box and inside rests a necklace. With a charm. A golden anchor. This anchor symbolizing so many things. The burnt yacht that ripped us apart. The necklace that brought us back together. The missing piece I left behind. My eyes glide up, piercing him with uncontained love. I’m so in love. So completely out-of-my-mind crazy about this boy who grew up to be a man and has given up so many things to be with me.
