It wasn't always going to be like this.

But it was what she lived for.

The little things.

That was what mattered to her.

To Sammy, it didn't matter if her husband was rich or poor, just as long as he knew her favorite ice cream flavor.

But then again their relationship was such, that sometimes they didn't need words.

That was how it was with them.

Just being in his company made her heart beat faster.

Though she would rather die than admit it.

It was never her intention to marry young.

She certainly never intended to marry someone like Nathan Rafter.

Sammy was so used to living her life in the lap of luxury. When she was a little girl, she had dreamed that one day, she would find her prince charming, a man to sweep her off her feet; he would be incredibly handsome and rich.

That all changed when she met Nathan.

She knew that he wasn't rich, but she was struck by his good looks and sense of humor. She decided then and there that she didn't care whether he was rich; he was the man for her.

Then came the day he proposed.

Telling her to look around the bed for something wasn't the most romantic proposal she had ever heard, but it was definitely what Nathan would do.

Her parents weren't thrilled, but for once Sammy didn't care. She had spent her life doing what her parents wanted. Now it was her turn to make her own choices. Sammy had let her parents pay for her wedding. She knew that Nathan's family would never be able to afford it.

Sammy always wanted a white wedding.

As she looked around at all the people who she knew and loved, even her parents, whom, despite being less than welcoming to Nathan and his family were there.

As she and Nathan exchanged vows, looking into eyes of the man that she now called husband, Sammy felt like the luckiest girl in the world. She was marrying the man that she adored, with all her family and friends around her, what more could she ask for?

That was until Nathan's Nan died.

On her wedding day.

Sammy felt like screaming.

This was supposed to be the happiest day of her life.

Not marred by a tragedy like this.

Now all Nathan would remember when he thought of their special day was of how he lost his beloved Nan.

But they would get through it.

They always did.

No matter whether they were rich or poor, their love would remain unchanged.

Just as long as he remembered….

That she liked chocolate and not strawberry.

Then they would be all right.