Dedication
For The Ones Who Stayed.
For the love that grows quietly between school runs and supermarket queues.
For the hands that still reach for each other in the dark.
For the cups of tea made without asking.
For the things mended instead of replaced.
For the apologies whispered after midnight and the forgiveness that asked for nothing in return.
For the laughter that found its way back after the tears.
For the dreams that changed shape, but were never abandoned.
For the promises kept in a thousand unnoticed ways.
For the ordinary days that became the chapters that mattered most.
For the courage it takes to choose each other, not once, but over and over, through the changing seasons of a shared life.
For the love that outlives butterflies and discovers something quieter, steadier and infinitely deeper.
For every scar, every smile line, every first grey hair and every memory gathered along the way.
For anyone who has ever wondered if ordinary love could still be extraordinary.
And for anyone who has ever looked across the room at the person they’ve loved for years...
...and realised they were still falling.
Over and Over — Again and Again.
May you never underestimate the quiet miracle of being chosen, every single day.
Love,
Nina 🤍
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