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I was having a nice dinner with Dan just a minute ago and now clothes are getting ripped off. Before I know it Dan is in his boxers and I’m left I my bra and panties. When I feel his arm going around my back to unclasp my bra I back away. “Did I do something wrong? Am I moving too fast?” he asks. “You didn’t do anything wrong, I want this but there is something I need to tell you.” I take my bra off revealing the two scars on my chest. The scars where my boobs used to be.
                          

                          
“I should have told you before but I couldn’t. I didn’t know how to tell you.” I see his arms around me pulling me into a hug. “You can leave me if you want. I understand if you want to leave.” I can barely hear myself talk but I know he heard me. “Why would I leave you?” he says quietly. “Because …” I can’t find the words to explain. “See I don’t have a reason, this…” he gestures to my chest “this doesn’t’ change how I feel about you, I love you for who you are.”
                          

                          
“My mom got diagnose with cancer two years ago. Thy test my blood cause you know it could be in my genetics. It was I could get breast cancer. I saw my mom suffering, I didn’t’ want that for me. I didn’t’ want to be sick so I got an amputation.” I look at his face an see that he is paying full attention so I continue to talk.
                          

                          
“When I got home I regretted what I had done. I hate this stupid prostheses.” I say. “Then don’t wear the he responds.” “You don’t’ get it I hate to look in the mirror. I don’t’ feel like a women!” I start crying again. “I don’t want to talk anymore, I want to cuddle.” Dan lays me down on the bed and doesn’t say another word.
                          

                          
[two weeks later]
                          

                          
“Y/N we have to go to the hospital today” He says during breakfast “Why?” I question. “you will see.” he responds. I know I shouldn’t keep asking, he isn’t’ going to say. “I hope he is alright.” I think.
                          

                          
[four hours later at the hospital]
                          

                          
“Hello miss Y/N an mr Howell, I’m doctor Anderson.” I still have no clue why I’m here. “so Y/N today we are going to run some tests to see if your body is ready to have a breast reconstruction. I your body in the right state to do so we can talk about when we are going to perform the procedure.” My mouth drops open “he arraigned this behind my back!”
                          

                          
We spend the rest of the day at the hospital. They did all sorts of tests and in the end we made an appointment.
                          

                          
On the way home we start talking again. And by we start talking again I mean I yell “Dan you are an idiot that is going to cost a fortune!” at him. “But you will be happy he responds. “ I can’t deny “yeah, but ….” I start “Nothing ‘but’ I love you and I live to see you happy.” I can’t’ do anything else than smile “three months” I say quietly “three months” Dan repeats.
                          

                          
[three months later]
                          

                          
We are at the entrance off the hospital “My life is going to change today.” I think or at least I thought. Because Dan sys a quiet “Yes.”
                          

                          
I’m sitting in my hospital room biting my nails. I’m nervous and I can see Dan is too.
                          

                          
The door opens and a nurse enters the room. She stops before my bed and says “I’m here to come and get you for surgery.” I get up from my bed and sit down in a wheelchair. Dan quickly steals a kiss before I’m being wheeled out of the room.
                          

                          
[Four hours later]
                          

                          
I slowly open my eyes. The last thing I remember is someone putting a mask on my face. I open my eyes and see Dan sitting a chair besides my hospital bed. He sees I’m awake and smiles wide. “Hello love.”
                          

                          
[Two weeks later]
                          

                          
I’m leaving the hospital today. Before I leave the doctor is going to remove my bandages.
                          

                          
I’m standing before a mirror. Doctor Anderson is standing behind me. “I will remove the bandages when you are ready Y/N.” He says. “I’m ready” I respond. I take a deep breath and before I know it my bandages are gone I can’t’ help but smile. My eyes meet Dan’s in the mirror and I can see he is smiling as well. I don’t have ears for all the medical bullshit that is being told.
                          

                          
For the first time in two years I look at my body and I’m happy.
                          

                          

                          
Dan made me happy.
                          

                          

                          
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