My sister d:ied on my wedding day — a week later, her coworker called and said, “She left you a phone and a note. COME TO THE OFFICE IMMEDIATELY!”

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Instead of a honeymoon, there was a funeral.

Black dresses. Sympathy casseroles. Soft voices saying meaningless things like, “She knew you loved her.”

And underneath all of it, one terrible thought kept clawing at me.

Claire had been trying to tell me something.

A week later, Ryan left for work.

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