His Wishes Were Never Mine

On our wedding day, Liam and I folded fifty paper wishing stars each and sealed them inside a single glass jar.

We made a pact to open it on our fifth anniversary.

Today was that day.

He texted earlier saying he was stuck in a late executive meeting and told me we'd celebrate as soon as he got home. But the waiting had worn down my patience. Sitting alone at the dining table, I unscrewed the metal lid and tipped out my half of the stars, unfolding them one by one.

"I hope we celebrate every single anniversary side by side."

"I hope I remain first in his heart, always."