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“Don’t scream. You need to know the whole truth.”
My voice came out thin and broken.
“You died at our wedding.”
“I had to,” he said. “I did it for us.”
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I stared at him like I was looking at a monster wearing my husband’s face.
“I buried you.”
He glanced around nervously. “Please. Just listen.”
Then he told me everything.
His parents had cut him continue reading …
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