I went to our country house without telling my husband, to find out what he

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“I didn’t know how to tell you,” he continued, “I thought you might think I was crazy.”

I shook my head, a mixture of relief and admiration flooding through me.

“I don’t think you’re crazy. I think you’re incredible.”

He smiled, the tension in the room dissipating.

“I wanted it to be a surprise, a place where we could both come to escape, to find joy in helping these animals.”

As I looked around at the vibrant feathers and curious eyes watching us, I realized that this secret was not one of betrayal but of compassion, of a new chapter in our lives together. The country house, once a place of suspicion, had transformed into a sanctuary of hope and healing.

And in that moment, I knew that whatever challenges lay ahead, we would face them together.