Cora Morales woke up that Valentine\u2019s morning with a smile she couldn\u2019t hide. She hummed as she moved around the house, her heart light with joy. For weeks she had been planning a surprise for her husband Eric, and tonight was finally the night.<\/p>\n
She sat on the living room couch, a notebook in her lap, ticking off her to-do list one by one. Everything had to be perfect. She blushed just thinking about Eric\u2019s reaction. He\u2019ll be so happy\u2026 he has no idea what I\u2019ve planned for him, she thought.<\/p>\n
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Cora first met Eric years ago at a business conference in Texas. Both of them were orphans who had grown up in foster care, and on their very first date, they confessed to each other that they dreamed of building a big, happy family of their own one day. That dream came true sooner than expected\u2014they got married quickly and, two years later, were blessed with triplets.<\/p>\n
But life after that hadn\u2019t been easy. Eric worked long hours to support the family of five, while Cora stayed home to care for the babies. The pressure of bills, the exhaustion of parenthood, and the constant stress of money had created cracks between them. Eric felt like he was carrying the whole world on his shoulders. He came home tired, frustrated, and guilty that he never had enough time or money for his family.<\/p>\n
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Vacations, fancy dinners, and luxuries had become impossible. Even birthdays and anniversaries were modest. Cora understood all of this, so she tried to save money wherever she could. That\u2019s why, on this Valentine\u2019s Day, she pulled out an old red dress Eric had given her on their first anniversary. It was a little faded, a little outdated, but it was precious to her. He\u2019ll remember it\u2026 he\u2019ll smile when he sees it, she thought.<\/p>\n
By evening, Cora had transformed their small dining room into a romantic space. She baked a heart-shaped red velvet cheesecake, cooked Aglio e Olio, laid out a bottle of wine, and set the table for two. She even sprinkled rose petals from the doorway to the table and placed a neatly wrapped gift box beside Eric\u2019s plate. Finally, she lit fragrant candles and switched on the fairy lights.<\/p>\n
She stepped back and looked around proudly. \u201cPerfect,\u201d she whispered to herself.<\/p>\n
Half an hour later, the doorbell rang. Her heart skipped a beat. She hurried to the door, smoothed her dress, and opened it.<\/p>\n
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\u201cHappy Valentine\u2019s Day, honey!\u201d she greeted warmly, kissing Eric on the cheek and leading him inside.<\/p>\n
But Eric didn\u2019t smile. His eyes scanned the candlelit room, the food, the rose petals. Instead of joy, his face twisted in anger.
\n\u201cWhat on Earth have you done, Cora? Are we some stupid teenagers?\u201d he barked.<\/p>\n
Cora\u2019s smile froze. Her voice trembled. \u201cHoney, what\u2019s wrong? Are you upset about something? Did something happen at work?\u201d<\/p>\n
Eric exploded. \u201cAre you serious? Is this why I work my ass off every day? So you can waste money on some ridiculous crap like this?\u201d<\/p>\n
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Cora shook her head quickly. \u201cNo, Eric! I didn\u2019t go overboard. The ingredients cost a little more, but it wasn\u2019t much. Please\u2026 sit down, try the food. I made your favorites.\u201d<\/p>\n
But Eric\u2019s anger was already burning. He sat down, took a bite of the pasta, and spat it right back out.
\n\u201cWhat the hell is this? The spaghetti tastes like garbage!\u201d he shouted, so loudly that the triplets woke up crying in the other room.<\/p>\n
\u201cEric!\u201d Cora cried. \u201cThe babies\u2014I just put them to sleep half an hour ago! Please, lower your voice!\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSo what? Is that my fault too? You stay home all day \u2018playing house\u2019 with the kids, and you can\u2019t even keep the place clean! Have you seen the kitchen? It\u2019s a mountain of dirty dishes! And what\u2019s this?\u201d He snatched the gift box from the table. \u201cA gift?\u201d<\/p>\n
Before Cora could answer, he flung it to the floor. \u201cI\u2019m not some child to be impressed by toys! Maybe if you spent less time on this nonsense and more time doing your job as a housewife, things wouldn\u2019t be such a mess!\u201d<\/p>\n
Cora\u2019s eyes filled with tears. \u201cYou\u2019re impossible, Eric. I can\u2019t believe you\u2019re the same man I fell in love with. Can\u2019t you\u2026\u201d she trailed off, then finally snapped, \u201c\u2026ugh, just leave me alone.\u201d She stormed toward the children\u2019s room.<\/p>\n
But the babies wouldn\u2019t stop crying. Frustrated, Cora shouted from the hallway, \u201cThey\u2019re crying because I need to change their diapers\u2014but we don\u2019t have any left! I told you days ago we were running out!\u201d She grabbed her coat. \u201cFine. Look after them while I go buy some. The store is far, so it\u2019ll take time!\u201d<\/p>\n
She slammed the door behind her, leaving Eric fuming. \u201cYeah, and then she says she\u2019s a housewife. Useless,\u201d he muttered.<\/p>\n
An hour passed. The babies kept crying, and still no sign of Cora. Eric was irritated now, pacing. \u201cWhat\u2019s taking her so long for just diapers?\u201d he grumbled as he picked up his phone to call her.<\/p>\n
Before he could dial, the doorbell rang. Relieved, he muttered, \u201cFinally! Cora, what on earth took you so\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n
But when he opened the door, it wasn\u2019t Cora. A police officer stood there, his face solemn.
\n\u201cDoes Cora Morales live here?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes,\u201d Eric said cautiously. \u201cI\u2019m her husband.\u201d<\/p>\n
The officer cleared his throat. \u201cI\u2019m sorry, sir\u2026 your wife died in a car accident. We need you to come with us and identify the body.\u201d
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The world stopped. Eric felt the blood drain from his face. He staggered back, shaking his head. \u201cNo\u2026 no, that can\u2019t be true. Not Cora.\u201d<\/p>\n
But it was. At the mortuary, he saw her lifeless body, pale and still, and he broke down, sobbing uncontrollably. He kept whispering, \u201cI\u2019m sorry, Cora\u2026 I\u2019m so sorry,\u201d but it was too late.<\/p>\n
After the funeral, Eric locked himself inside the house. The dining table was still decorated, the candles burned down to stubs. His eyes fell on the unopened gift box lying on the floor. With trembling hands, he picked it up and unwrapped it.<\/p>\n
Inside were two plane tickets to Hawaii and a handwritten note.<\/p>\n
\u201cTo the love of my life, Eric,<\/p>\n
Happy Valentine\u2019s Day, honey!!! Guess what? I got a job this month! I know you\u2019ve been so tired, carrying all the weight alone, so I started applying. Yesterday, I got hired! Mrs. Nelson agreed to help watch the babies, so I can work too and give you some relief.<\/p>\n
But that\u2019s not all. See those tickets? They\u2019re for us\u2014a trip to Hawaii, just the two of us! I\u2019ve got more surprises, but you\u2019ll have to wait. Hehe!<\/p>\n
Love always,
\nCora.\u201d<\/p>\n
Eric sank to the floor, clutching the note, his tears falling onto the paper. The realization crushed him\u2014while he had accused her of being lazy and careless, she had been quietly working to ease his burdens and give them both a chance to breathe.<\/p>\n
From that day on, Eric was never the same. He raised the triplets with all the love and effort he could muster, but he never remarried, never sought love again. Every Valentine\u2019s Day, he went to Cora\u2019s grave, sat beside it for hours, and spoke to her. He told her about the kids, about his life, about his regrets\u2014always wishing he could go back, just once, and ask for her forgiveness.<\/p>\n
\ud83d\udc49 Lesson: Don\u2019t jump to conclusions. Eric thought Cora didn\u2019t want to work and only sat at home. He was wrong. Anger blinds us to the truth, and sometimes we only realize it when it\u2019s too late.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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