Sandra had always thought Valentine’s Day would be different this year. After all, maybe Jeffrey would finally surprise her with something meaningful. She hoped he’d show a little more effort, even just for one day. But when she walked into the apartment and saw what he had left on the dining table, her heart sank. What did Jeffrey get her? And why did it upset her so much? “I used to believe that love was about compromise,” Sandra thought, standing in her apartment and staring at the sad bouquet of

On the morning of Valentine’s Day, Kate stepped outside expecting nothing unusual. Maybe a quiet day, a simple dinner, the same predictable routine she and Brandon had settled into after 28 years of marriage. But what she found was something else entirely. Her car was covered—completely plastered—with hundreds of pink paper hearts. They fluttered slightly in the breeze, clinging stubbornly to the windows, mirrors, and doors. It looked like something out of a teenage romance movie, like a love-drunk admirer had gone overboard with their confession. For a brief, silly

Dogs don’t ask for much—just a warm bed, a gentle touch, and a reason to wag their tails. But on one cold October night, an old black Pitbull lost his reason. His owner left him on the side of the road and drove away without looking back. Alone and confused, the dog sat there, waiting for a person who would never return. They say dogs never stop loving, no matter what happens. But that night, as cold wind whipped through his fur, the old Pitbull learned just how much a