"Hello my beautiful queen, how are you doing?" He asks. "I'm pretty good my super hero, and you?" I smile at the sound of his voice. "I'm pretty good myself, but um, I have something to tell you..." He replies, his voice sounding serious. I sit up in bed, anxious to hear what he has to say. "I know we've been talking about this for the past couple of weeks now, but I'm afraid I won't be able to see you for our anniversary."

My heart dropped.