treatment had changed my body in ways I still struggled to accept. Every morning, I stood in front of the mirror trying to convince myself that surviving should matter more than appearance.
But survival didn’t automatically silence insecurity.
So for our twentieth anniversary, I secretly booked the same hotel where our marriage had begun.
When I told Jeffrey to keep the following weekend free, he hesitated for just a second.
“Next weekend?”
“It’s our anniversary. I want us to celebrate properly.”
“Where are we going?”
“That’s the surprise. Just pack
