“What is all of this?.” I whispered, the room is filled with all of my favorite flowers and the picture of both of us, pictures we took during the year and there is one picture that stood in the middle of the room, the first day I met him, our first dance.

How did he get that? I didn’t even know we were being photographed, I smiled when I saw the picture and I walked further into the library.

When the lights came on, my breath hitches, it was exactly the same way that party was, the ...