You always wanted to go to Paris.
I had been as a child, but I only remember very little. I remember cozy bistros and the Eiffel Tower and Notre Dame and a seedy little hotel.
I was convinced we would go. Sooner or later, but probably sooner. If I hadn't proposed before we left, I definitely would have there. I even had it planned.
I was saving for a ring, which you kind of knew about, but we ended up spending that money of our vacation south. You didn't know about the tux.
I bought a tux on ebay. I am not sure how it fits as I have never opened it. I was planning on having it tailored, but you always said maybe.
I would have surprised you as your husband. I am sure of that.
You would have been happy.
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