My husband hid something in my wedding dress

When I was eight, I was always the type of person to imagine how I wanted my wedding to be like. It was one of my favorite games to think about how my wedding day was going to be.<br><br>As an adult, I never expected that I was going to end up marrying my best friend from school. We went to different colleges and were studying in the same city. I had no idea how he felt about me. He was never able to understand why he didn’t ask me out before. I knew he wanted to, but he never did. I wasn’t surprised when he asked me to marry him at a restaurant. I still remember the ring. It was a silver ring with a diamond in the middle. I accepted his proposal.<br><br>I knew that we were young when I got engaged, but I still thought it would be great for us. My friends told me I was making a huge mistake, but I was convinced we would work it out. <br><br>We got married at a park near my hometown. My best friends from college helped me plan everything. I really wanted to make sure that this was how I wanted my wedding to be. We got married with a lot of friends and family there. My husband was happy and I felt the same way. <br><br>I never found the ring my grandfather had left for me. I always thought that he would give it to me before I got married, but it never happened. I still thought I was happy that day, and that’s all that mattered. <br><br>It wasn’t until the wedding was over that my husband confessed that he had hidden the ring somewhere in the park on the day of the wedding. <br><br>That’s how my happy marriage ended. It lasted less than a year. My husband said he couldn’t be with someone like me, someone who didn’t know love. I didn’t care. I just wanted to get over him. But it took me months and months. I became a different person, lost and alone. <br><br>One day, when I was finally starting to feel good about myself, I got a phone call from an unknown number. <br><br>“Hello?” <br><br>“Hello. This is a woman. I’m sorry if this is the wrong number. I saw that you live in my neighborhood and I thought I should tell you something.” <br><br>“Yes?” <br><br>“I’m not sure if you remember me, but I was there at your wedding. I helped your husband’s mother organize everything. I noticed your dress didn’t have a ring. I didn’t want to say anything because I thought you would understand.” <br><br>“What are you talking about?” <br><br>“You hid your grandfather’s wedding ring in the back of your wedding dress. I didn’t understand why you didn’t want to use it on the day of the wedding.” <br><br>“I didn’t know where it was. That’s why.” <br><br>“Are you okay?” <br><br>“Yes, I’m sorry. Thank you for calling me.” <br><br>We talked for a while before I hung up. <br><br>I didn’t go out that day. I stayed in my room. I just thought about what she said to me. I thought about my wedding day. I remembered how my husband was acting before the ceremony. I went to my closet and grabbed the dress. <br><br>I never thought about my grandfather’s ring in months. It didn’t mean anything to me anymore. I still had the ring he gave to me. But it was different. I wasn’t the same person. I didn’t care about my grandfather’s legacy anymore. I was alone. <br><br>I took a deep breath. I opened the closet door. I didn’t want to be alone anymore. <br><br>The next morning, I decided to go back to the park where we got married. I drove there with tears in my eyes, thinking about my wedding and the person I became. I was lost and confused. I didn’t want to be anymore.<br><br>I reached the park. I went to where we said our vows. I looked around and saw my friends and family were all still there. I didn’t know how I didn’t realize it before, but it was the same day of my wedding. I felt a strange sensation in the air. <br><br>I went to my car and grabbed a small box. I had a small diamond ring inside it. It was the one my grandfather had given me. <br><br>I came back to the place where we said our vows. I opened the box, took out the ring, and put it on my finger. <br><br>I didn’t feel anything at first, but after a few seconds I felt my heart pounding with love and happiness. I knew who I was again. I felt like I was a child again, dreaming about my wedding day. <br><br>I didn’t want to be alone anymore. I didn’t want to lose myself again. I wanted my husband back, I wanted my friends back, I wanted my life back.<br><br>I called my husband and told him that I wanted him back. We met up at the park and I gave him the ring. <br><br>I didn’t want him to ask why I changed my mind. I knew I couldn’t explain it. <br><br>I didn’t ask why he didn’t tell me about the ring. <br><br>We talked for a while and he came to my place. We talked until 4am. We laughed and talked about our dreams and what we wanted to do with our lives.<br><br>We woke up at 8am. I called my friends and asked them to meet us at the park. <br><br>I never felt happier than that morning. I knew it would take time to win back my husband and my friends, but I was ready to do whatever it took.<br><br>My husband was there with me at the park. My friends came a little late, but I was happy to see them smiling at me. I knew I could do it. I could make it work again.<br><br>I was so happy that day, and I knew it would be my second chance.