His Lucky Number Was Her

Summary

My boyfriend Brandon’s lucky number was 3. Everything in his life revolved around three.

Whenever I was indecisive, he would give me an answer in exactly three minutes.

My best friend, Jessa, used to complain about it: "If he really loves you, why doesn't he reply instantly? Why does he make you wait three minutes every single time?"

I’d smile and defend him. "He’s busy at work. Taking three minutes is just him sneaking away from his desk for me."

Until the day I logged into his work account and spotted a strange pinned chat—a contact saved under a little crescent moon icon.