On Valentine’s Day, Cora was glowing with quiet excitement. She had spent the entire morning humming softly to herself, carefully checking off every item on her meticulously crafted to-do list. The red dress Eric had given her years ago for their first anniversary hugged her figure just right it was a little worn now, but still held a special place in her heart. Wearing it again was her way of saving money while still feeling beautiful and cherished, a small gesture of love she didn’t want to let go.
By early evening, the dining room had been transformed into a cozy, intimate haven. Fairy lights twinkled gently around the windows, casting a soft, warm glow over everything. Candles flickered on the table, their flames dancing in the dim light. Rose petals formed a delicate trail from the front door to the table set for two, inviting Eric into the romantic scene she had prepared. At the center of the table sat a heart-shaped red velvet cheesecake, baked and decorated with painstaking care, alongside Eric’s favorite dishes each plate a small labor of love.
Next to his plate rested a small gift box, wrapped in shimmering paper and tied with a satin ribbon. Cora’s heart fluttered as she imagined the look on Eric’s face when he saw it. She’d planned every detail with hope and affection, wanting this night to remind them both of the love they shared, even after all the years and challenges.
As she waited for Eric’s arrival, she took a deep breath, feeling a mix of nerves and joy. Tonight was special not just because of the day itself, but because it was her chance to show how much she cared, in her own simple, heartfelt way.