Twenty Years Ended In Two

Summary

Three years of long-distance. I flew back to Boston a week early, heart in my throat, ready to surprise my fiancé.

On the cab ride over, I was mindlessly scrolling through a local viral thread on a gossip subreddit.

[UPDATE: Faking a confession to my boss so I wouldn't get laid off.]

“You guys can stop waiting for the other shoe to drop. We’re officially together.”

“Two years of enemies-to-lovers tension. Turns out, even the coldest corporate king can be brought to his knees. ;)”