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

My heart felt like it was doing a samba in my chest.

“I feel the same way.”

He squeezed my hand and bit his lip. “Are you sure?

I mean, things are great between you and me, I know that, but you know I’m a package deal. Mia needs a mother figure, and if you’re not ready for that…”

“I’d like to try,” I replied.

The first time we all went for a walk together, Mia slipped her small, warm hand into mine.

When she started calling me “Miss Lila” in that shy, hopeful voice, I started to believe I could be the person who stepped into the hole in her life.

And when Matthew proposed, I accepted without a second thought.

If only I’d known then that Matthew was hiding a huge secret.

Our wedding was small and simple.

Family and friends witnessed the promise we made to each other, and celebrated with us afterward.

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