Chapter 1: The Last Wish of a Dying Stranger
I married a dying stranger because it was his last wish — after his funeral, his lawyer came to me and said, "He made me wait until today to tell you the truth about who he really was."
Three times a week, I volunteered with a local hospice support program.
Most of the people I visited were terminally ill and needed some help around the house.
A few months ago, I started visiting a new patient named Carl.
He was around forty years old, had stage 4 cancer, and lived completely alone.
We became friends almost immediately.
Carl was kind, warm, and easy to talk to.
It felt like I had an instant connection with him, as if we'd known each other all our lives.
I brought him meals, helped clean his house, and we often just sat together playing board games over a cup of tea.
Then one day, Carl looked at me and said:
"Marry me.
I know how this sounds, but I'd like to d*e knowing I wasn't alone."
My bl**d ran cold.
I said:
"Carl, but we haven't known each other for very long..."
He replied:
"I know.
But I knew what kind of person you were the moment I met you.
It would truly mean everything to me.
It's my last wish before I d*e."
I said yes.
The next day, a priest came to Carl's house and married us.
Standing there in his living room, with no guests, no flowers, and no music, we became husband and wife.
I could see how happy he was in that moment.
Carl passed away ten days later.
My heart was broken.
I truly mourned him.
After his funeral, there was a knock at my front door.
A man was standing there.
He introduced himself as Carl's attorney and said:
"Carl made me wait until today to tell you who he really was."
He handed me an envelope and said that once I read the letter inside, I would understand everything.
When I read the very first line, I froze:
"My dear, our meeting was not a coincidence.
I've known you your whole life and have been quietly watching over you."
When I reached the second line, my knees gave out, and I sank to the floor.
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What did that second line say?
Who was Carl really — and why had he been watching her her whole life?
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