“If you are hearing this, it means I was not brave enough to say these words while I was alive.”
My hands went cold.
Claire started crying beside me. Daniel’s jaw tightened.
Father Michael continued.
“I betrayed you. Not once. Not by accident. I made choices that hurt the woman who gave me the best years of her life.”
A gasp moved through the church.
Vivian’s face turned pale.
I stared at Arthur’s casket.
For years, I had wondered whether I was foolish, suspicious, jealous, or simply old enough to be ignored. Now the truth sat in front of everyone, dressed in black.
Then the priest read the next line.
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