ONE YEAR LATER
Days had turned into weeks, weeks had turned into months and the months had turned into a full year but the bouquet of flowers, boxes of chocolates, and romantic letters never stopped coming. Not even for a single day in the entire year.
With the amount of effort Grey had put into his courtship it was hard not to soften and fall for him even more. Most especially when he visits home every single day to continue what he called ‘courtship service’ which includes being a gardener, a car repairman, an electrician, a plumber, and sometimes a cleaner.
I once told him it wasn't necessary for him to do anything like that since we are in a modern times. Men no longer woo a woman and her family by doing any house chores, but Grey was stubborn and he wouldn't stop. He told me it was his way of showing respect and dedication to me as his wife so I allowed him to continue what he was doing and just enjoyed the moment while he was at it.