I Visited My Husband’s Grave Every Day – Until I Found a Shivering Girl There Holding His Photo

Vicky hadn’t come looking for a connection. She found it anyway.

And I was left staring at the ghost of a man who had lied to me, wondering how much of what we had was real. But some things were still true — like the way the sun rose, and the way I still showed up.

Tomorrow, I would bring flowers to his grave. Not because he deserved them, but because I needed to.

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