I Married My Fiancée Even After Doctors Gave Her Only One Month to Live—After Her Funeral, Her Lawyer Handed Me Something She Had Left Behind

money went missing from the company accounts.

I discovered who took it. It was my sister.

My chest tightened.

I panicked.

I couldn’t let her be arrested, so I told my managers that a coworker named Sarah had stolen it.

It was my sister.

I gave them false evidence.

Sarah was fired.

I set the letter down on my lap and pressed my palm against my mouth.

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