My Wife Married Me in the Last Week of Her Life – Her Will Revealed Why She’d Insisted on the Ceremony

I slipped it onto her finger.

She stared at it for a long time.

Then she looked at me.

“My husband.”

“My wife.”

She smiled.

“Margarine.”

“Don’t ruin this.”

Everyone laughed.

For maybe 20 minutes, she wasn’t a patient.

I wasn’t a caregiver.

We were newlyweds.

That was all.

Six days later, she went into surgery wearing that ring.

I kissed her before they wheeled her continue reading …