After My Wife Died, I Found Out We’d Been Divorced for over 20 Years – What I Learned Next Shocked Me Even More

Claire’s body failed her faster than anyone expected. Her voice grew thinner with each passing day.

And on the last night, she reached for my hand and held it gently.

“You don’t have to say anything,” she whispered, her thumb brushing over mine. “I already know.”

I nodded, afraid my voice would crack if I tried to speak.

After the funeral, I drifted through the house in a fog. Her chamomile tea still sat cold on the nightstand.

Her glasses were folded neatly beside the last book she’d been reading. It was as if she had just stepped out of the room for a moment and would return any second.

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