But the real shock came a week later when I finally convinced her to step on the scale…
And the TEARS of JOY that formed in her eyes when saw she’d lost 11 pounds…
A week after that her uniform pants didn’t fit anymore… she broke down crying, ran into the bedroom and showed me how they kept falling off her hips in a way they hadn’t in 25 years…
And a week after that…
Well, a week after that she was my wife again…
It was the craziest thing I’d ever seen…
Like a time machine back almost a decade since her accident…
But the most amazing thing was watching her stomach…
Watching the belly fat she’d been fighting for years and years shrink away to nothing…
Until one day I came home and saw her walking around the house in nothing but a sports bra and some cute little shorts, her beautiful, flat belly on display calling out to me…
I was a little afraid to touch her at first… afraid she’d tell me not to…
But when I wrapped my arms around her she melted against me, tilted her head so I could kiss her neck, smiled at me and told me to meet her in the bedroom and gave me the most amazing, passionate night of my life.
And as we lay there naked, laughing and cuddling and in love in a way we hadn’t been in so long I felt a smile spread across my face as I realized I’d done it…
I’d saved my wife…
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