Rationally, I know I’m being love bombed but emotionally I am happy.
I’ve got my husband back. Even if it’s only for today, I don’t care. Its nice.
I know I’m being reckless with my heart by just forgiving after one day of being told he loves me and getting little kisses but it’s so nice. It’s not like romance novel level nice but it’s better than being made to feel like c**p