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

“That wasn’t fair.”

“No.”

“She got to die holding my hand while I still thought she was the best person I knew.”

Claire’s eyes filled.

“That may have been what she was afraid to lose.”

I laughed once.

“She protected herself until the end.”

“Probably.”