“Tomorrow I’m marrying Laura, the woman who patiently waited for me for three years. Everything is ready, but in my heart there’s still a shadow—the memory of Mariana, my first wife, who died in a car accident four years ago.” Her death shattered me. For a year I lived like a ghost, unable to enter our home without breaking down. I was convinced I could never love again. Then Laura arrived—gentle, patient, and never demanding. She didn’t ask me to forget Mariana; she simply stayed beside me until my heart slowly learned to breathe again.
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