My Dying Wife Asked Me to Find My First Love as Her Final Wish—When Claire Told Me Why, My Knees Nearly Gave Out
“Margaret wrote that letter.”
My chest tightened.
“That is impossible.”
“She lived two doors from you.”
“She was my friend.”
“I know.”
“She helped me pack after you ended things.”
Claire looked at me.
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