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:

Sometimes I think I have done something unforgivable.

Then, weeks later:

He laughed tonight for the first time in days. I hate myself for being happy about it.

Not a cold strategist.

A young woman who had done something terrible and then lived inside the consequences.

That did not absolve her.

It did complicate her.

PART 27 — THE PROPOSAL

Margaret’s diary from the year I proposed contained one sentence: