I Married My Terminally Ill First Love to Fulfill Her Final Wish—At Her Funeral, a Stranger Approached Me and Revealed Why She Really Came Back

it became different.

“Cara would hate the attention,” she said.

“Good thing her name is not on it.”

Mara smiled.

“She would approve.”

The first year passed without becoming easier, though it became different.

One application came from a sophomore named Lena.

I stopped visiting Cara’s grave every week. I started reviewing applications for the fund.

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