My Dying Wife Asked Me to Find My First Love, and Her Final Secret Changed Everything

“Why didn’t you contact me?”

“I tried.”

“But you never did.”

“I did.”

She shook her head.

“David, I did everything I could.”

I felt a strange pressure in my chest.

“Then what happened?”

Anna’s eyes filled with tears.

“Carol happened.”

I stood up.

“No.”

Anna didn’t move.

“She came to see me.”

“Why?”

“Because she knew I was looking for you.”

I stared at her.

“How?”

Anna took a deep breath.

“That is the part you deserve to know.”

She walked to a cabinet and opened a drawer.

From inside, she removed an old envelope.

It was yellowed with age.

She placed it on the table.

My name was written across the front.

My full name.

In handwriting I recognized immediately.

My own.

I stared at it.

“Where did you get that?”

Anna whispered:

“Carol gave it to me.”

My legs felt weak.

I sat down.

“What is inside?”

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