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

It would simply remove one truthful artifact because truth hurt.

Margaret had already spent decades controlling truth.

I would not continue the pattern.

I placed the letter inside an archival sleeve instead.

Not to worship the past.

To stop rewriting it.

PART 17 — I DO NOT BURN THE DIARY EITHER

I wanted to.

More than the letter.

Margaret’s handwriting suddenly made me furious.