I Paid for a Poor Mans Groceries – and Noticed He Was a Carbon Copy of My Late Husband!

Her name was Lillian. She had met Edward years before I did. He never told her he was married. When she became pregnant, she believed he would leave me. He didn’t. Instead, he paid her to stay silent. Sometimes he spoke to Charles. Sometimes he argued with Lillian outside of work. When Charles turned sixteen, his mother told him Edward was his father—and that I was the reason he never had a real family.

I couldn’t breathe. I had lived a lie without knowing it. Edward had lived two lives. I had loved a man capable of abandoning a child and deceiving me for decades.

“I never knew,” I whispered, and I meant it.

Charles believed me. He said his mother’s bitterness had colored many things. He had always suspected the truth was ugly and complicated.

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