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

the rooms like a shadow.

I ran my fingers along the furniture the way I always did, out of habit, drifting through the dark because I could not bring myself to turn on a single light.

She used to hum in the kitchen every morning.

I moved through the rooms like a shadow.

Now there was nothing but the low ticking of the clock.

Three weeks.

That was how long continue reading …