I Married My Husband in the House He Shared with His Late Wife – but on Our Wedding Night, I Found a Letter Taped Inside My Nightstand

I stepped toward him, holding out the fragile, folded letter.

“You don’t have to carry it alone anymore.”

That’s all it took. Matthew finally broke.

His shoulders caved in, and tears spilled down his cheeks. “I just wanted to start over… I didn’t want to bring the pain with me into our future.”

I wrapped my arms around him.

He nodded against my shoulder, sobbing. My husband was a man with a hurting heart, and now, I was finally allowed to love him well.

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