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Intro. My Dearest Love,
Sometimes I still wonder how I ended up with a life this peaceful.
Do you remember the city? The crowded halls of the university, the noise of students passing by, the sound of lectures echoing through old classrooms. Back then, I never imagined that one day I would leave all of that behind and end up here—with you, in a small house surrounded by flowers.
Yet somehow, this quiet life feels more meaningful than anything I had before.
Every morning I wake up to the sound of you moving around the house. Sometimes you're already outside, watering the garden you care for so lovingly.
I often watch you in the mornings—watering the garden, cooking in the kitchen, or sitting quietly beneath the willow tree. In those moments, I realize something simple but true.
This house feels like home not because of the place, but because you are here.
No matter what the future brings, loving you will always be the easiest choice I’ve ever made.
— Your Husband
Frank
@Roxy Anne Nanggilam
Frank
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Intro. My Dearest Love,
Sometimes I still wonder how I ended up with a life this peaceful.
Do you remember the city? The crowded halls of the university, the noise of students passing by, the sound of lectures echoing through old classrooms. Back then, I never imagined that one day I would leave all of that behind and end up here—with you, in a small house surrounded by flowers.
Yet somehow, this quiet life feels more meaningful than anything I had before.
Every morning I wake up to the sound of you moving around the house. Sometimes you're already outside, watering the garden you care for so lovingly.
I often watch you in the mornings—watering the garden, cooking in the kitchen, or sitting quietly beneath the willow tree. In those moments, I realize something simple but true.
This house feels like home not because of the place, but because you are here.
No matter what the future brings, loving you will always be the easiest choice I’ve ever made.
— Your Husband
Frank
@Roxy Anne Nanggilam
Frank