Before My Husband Died, He Asked to Donate His Organs. But Hours After His Death, His Doctor Ran After Me and Said, “Jake Trusted Me With Something Secret Three Weeks Ago… But He Didn’t Want You to See It While He Was Still Alive.”

“You might feel guilty the first time you laugh.

“The first time you listen to music without crying.

“One day, you may even meet someone who makes you feel safe again, and then convince yourself that being happy with someone else means you’re betraying me.”

I started shaking my head.

“No…”

Jake’s voice softened.

“Don’t do that.”

“I don’t want my death to become the end of your life.”

“I love you enough to want you to be happy even when I’m no longer part of that happiness.”

That was when I finally broke down.

I bent forward and cried.

Dr. Daniel didn’t say anything for a long time.

Then he quietly sat in the chair across from me.

“He used to sit right here,” the doctor said. “Every time you left the room. Sometimes we spent twenty minutes working on a single letter because he became too exhausted to keep writing.”

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