The date is April 30th, 2015. I sit on my living room couch and weep. Today is our three year Wedding Anniversary. The spot on the couch that should have been occupied remains empty. I soon realized that this is how it will remain forever. Our wedding picture sits on the coffee table, untouched for the past 2 years.
I sometimes wonder if I could relive that day again if I would have chose different.
The day I met Zach I knew he was the one. I knew we'd live happily in a beautiful house in the suburbs. I knew we would get married and together be the best CIA agents in the country. But I didn't know how soon that fairy tale would come to abrupt end. I thought I knew Zach but I guess when you're a spy you never really know anyone. This is my story.
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