The Price of a Dying Wish
Language: en
In the third year of our marriage, my husband’s mistress was diagnosed with terminal cancer. Logan, a man who had never stepped foot in a church or believed in anything higher than a stock ticker, personally went to the National Cathedral. He knelt at every altar, lighting candles and praying for a miracle. The story broke the internet. Everyone was talking about the "devoted" man and his "tragic" love. He called me to explain: "It’s her final wish, Jade. I couldn't say no to a dying girl." I smiled to myself and hung up. Then, I turned back to the sheets, tangling again with Silas…