I Spent Three Agonizing Years Mourning My Wife Whom I Lost in a Tragic Incident – Yesterday, I Spotted Her Alive Beside My Worst Enemy

“Is that really you?”

Her lips parted, but no answer came.

She looked at the yellow duck again.

“Please,” she finally said. “Not here.”

The shock inside me hardened into something colder.

“Then tell me where.”

Marcus stood.

The moment his hand released hers, I raised my voice.

“Do not say a word.”

He gave me a single nod.

His calmness made me hate him even continue reading …