I Married a Widower and Moved into His Former Home — Then I Discovered a Hidden Letter on Our Wedding Night….

I meant it. I wanted to be there for him and for Mia, who slowly warmed to me with shy smiles and small gestures that made me hope I could belong in their world. Our wedding was simple and heartfelt, and that night we returned to the house Matthew once shared with his late wife.

I told myself the past didn’t scare me—we were building something new. But as I prepared for bed, I found an envelope taped beneath my nightstand drawer. Written in elegant handwriting were words that made my heart stop: “If you’re reading this, he didn’t tell you the truth.” Before I could read more, a loud crash interrupted me.

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