When Vanessa Adler took on the position of being Aaron Huxley's assistant two years ago she didn't realize how forever her life would change when things started to spark between her and her boss, when her daily smiles finally start doing something t...
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Finally, after going to rehab from my surgery to help me with healing, and doing endless breathing exercises, then waiting for my surgery area to heal, three months later we're able to do what we've wanted too
A lot of that time was spent on healing, and still more grieving from the loss of our baby...even after months the pain was still there,
But I'm able to take in the good moments in life and move just enough...just a step forward and hope in the future I'm able to be a mother.
We've kept quiet on the heart transplant with everyone but Aaron's parents, I decided it was best to tell my friends and Henry after we got married.
"Thank you so much" I grin grabbing the white little bag that holds Aaron's wedding band inside,
I forced Aaron to wait outside the store so he didn't see the band I chose,
And the sneaky stubborn man saw me at the cash register about to pay, and he stormed over angered and snatched my card out of my hands and hid it in his wallet, and paid instead,
So here we are driving to the courthouse, finally.
"Don't be mad, you know I don't like you paying for things," he says breaking the silence in the car, the quiet in the car us think and uncomfortable.
"But it's your wedding band, Aaron! I wanted to buy that myself, you have to understand how I feel, I'm sure you'd be incredibly mad if I paid for the ring you got me" I sigh as I cross my arms over my chest,
My white dress fans out over the seat, it's perfect, it's low enough that it shows my tattoo, there's the lace detailing going in and out of the corset-type top it has, and the bottom is purely magical and has me feeling like a princess with the slight tule skirt, enough that it gives me the feel of almost royalty but not to the point I feel like a cupcake,
"You're right...and I'm sorry, but I can't help it, I hate the thought of you wasting money on me" he sighs as he grabs my hand and kisses my knuckles
It's difficult being mad at him when I know that it comes from good intentions, but he's just too stubborn sometimes,
"Can I please pay for your tattoo then? You said it's small, just enough that when your ring is on you can't see it ...so I doubt it will be super expensive, please Aaron...please" I beg
"Please...give me this, let me pay" I whisper
He thinks it over, he can hear the pleading in my voice, how much it means to me to pay for at least one thing for him,
