Three days before my wife died, she grabbed my hand and said, “Seek your first love… and please forgive me.” After 36 years of marriage, I was not prepared to discover what I had done

Linda had held my hand that night and told me that some people were destined to stay in the past.

I’ve never questioned him.

Susan continued.

I asked Linda to give you one last letter.

He put his hand in the box and pulled another envelope.

Unlike the others, this one had been opened.

Suddenly I felt my legs failing.

“Did you read it?” I asked.

Susan nodded.

He told me he would hand it over to you.

I opened the envelope.

The letter inside was brief.

Robert, I came because I needed to tell you face to face, but I didn’t have the courage to wait any longer. I still love you. If it’s even a small part of you that still loves me, call me. I’ll go anywhere. I’ll start with you again.
Below was a phone number.

I stared at it until the numbers became blurry.

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