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

The letter was gone.

My stomach dropped.

“Someone took it… Someone knew,” I whispered.

And my gut screamed at me: Matthew knew.

He must’ve come into the bedroom while I was cleaning up the broken glass and seen the open drawer. He looked inside, found the letter, and took it.

Breakfast the following morning was tense and quiet.

Matthew picked at his eggs. His eyes were swollen, as if he hadn’t slept a wink, the way mine probably looked, too.

He gave me a forced smile. “Just… long night.

I’ll be fine.”

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