Her "Box Under the Bed"

So ..there's this box that she "HAS" to put under the bed.
She tells me this one night ,like it's the biggest deal to her that this box,..this one box, HAS to
be under the bed.
What is in this box ?(I think) What could be in this one box that could cause this much of an issue?
It's NOT heavy...don't feel like there's much in it.

Is it his stuff,her stuff,photos,keepsakes..what's in it?

Do I look?...No!..her trust..it's her thing.

(Please don't ask me..I just need it.)

Do I wanna know?..Yes?!....Do I ask about it?! NO! When she is ready she'll talk,..or won't.
So that's when I see it...her eyes,..she needs that box under the bed right now!!
So she puts the box under the bed.
With a nervous look over her shoulder at me ,she walks to another room.
I stop her,take her hand and say,"I don't care what's in that box..if you need it there , then that's where it goes."
She looked at me as if the heaviest weight had been lifted from her shoulders.

I only asked one question about "the Box"...years later.

I came home one day and saw "the Box" in the trash.
I simply asked,"Are you sure that you don't need that box anymore?"

"Everyone has doubts at first"

She smiled at me and said," Yes..I'm sure. Thanks to  you I no longer need it."