My Terminally Ill Wife Asked Me to Find My First Love as Her Final Wish – When I Learned Why, My Knees Nearly Gave Out

“I didn’t think I had another choice.”

My chest tightened.

“Where is she now?”

“I don’t know.”

I thought that was the revelation that would change everything.

I didn’t realize Anna had barely begun.

“You never tried to tell me?”

“I tried. I went to your mother’s house. I thought the baby might make her accept us and help me reach you.”

“What happened?”

“Ruth wouldn’t give me your number. She reminded me what would happen to my family if I contacted you.”

“That’s why you disappeared?”

“That—and what she told me next.”

“What?”

“That you’d already moved on.”

“With who?”

“Carol.”

I stared at her.

“You knew about Carol?”

“Only what Ruth told me.”

“That we’d already started something?”

Anna nodded.

“She said you’d chosen Carol before I’d even left town.”

“But that wasn’t true.”

“I know that now.”

Then Anna hesitated.

“There’s more.”

My stomach tightened.

“What?”

“Carol was there that day.”

“At my mother’s house?”