My Dying Wife Asked Me to Find My First Love as Her Final Wish—When Claire Told Me Why, My Knees Nearly Gave Out

“Then I took a bus to your old building.”

She nodded.

“I thought something had happened to you.”

My stomach dropped.

“And Margaret was there.”

“Yes.”

PART 5 — THE SECOND LIE

Claire’s voice remained remarkably calm.

That somehow made it worse.

“I knocked on Margaret’s door.”