Revenge is best served cold novel Chapter 1867

On his wedding day, Colby started making a video. He was worried that he might leave this world before Sophie. Like many guys his age, he wasn’t tech-savvy at all. He never really took to using a phone. He wasn’t curious about the world and didn’t feel like connecting with others through technology. But Sophie was different.

In his phone contacts, Sophie was the only one with a name. At twenty-six, Colby fell head over heels for her. He was clueless about how to woo a girl. All he could do was fumble his way through, learning bit by bit. Love was never his strong suit; he just wanted to get her attention somehow. It felt like the only way to have any connection with her.

He often trailed behind her, watching her go about her day at school. During the day, he watched her in the hustle and bustle of campus life. At night, he had to deal with some pretty unsavory stuff. He always felt like he wasn’t good enough for her. She was so full of life and sunshine. But sometimes, he felt like they were cut from the same cloth.

At twenty-eight, Colby married the woman of his dreams. Sitting on the couch, he spoke to the camera, finally letting out the words he’d kept bottled up. “Sophie, it’s the day before our wedding, and I haven’t slept a wink. I never thought I’d be the kind of guy who gets to marry. You’re the love of my life, the only woman I’ve ever loved.”

“After tomorrow, you’ll be my wife, and I promise to take care of you and cherish you forever.”

“If one day I’m not around, I hope these videos will keep you company on your journey.”

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At thirty-eight, Colby said, “Honey, we’ve just hit our tenth anniversary, and I love you just as much.”

At forty-eight, he said, “Honey, our daughter’s all grown up, and now we finally have time for just us. I still love you.”