Entry 9AQYd4wA
Three Years Of Deep Love, I Was Only A Stepping Stone
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I was supposed to be the happiest bride in the world. Instead, my groom died on our wedding day. For an entire month, I drowned in my own tears.
In a haze of grief, I accidentally dialed his old iCloud account on FaceTime. He rarely used it when he was alive, but leaving voicemails there had become my pathetic way of coping with the silence. It rang twice. Then, the video actually connected.
The face that appeared on the screen did not belong to my dead fiancé, Blake. It was a little boy, maybe seven or eight years old. "Hi there! Are you looking for my dad?"
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