Diagnosis; Cancers Reality

(SECOND BOOK OF THE DIAGNOSIS SERIES)
Paused at the moment

It's been two years since the love of my life died.
I think of him daily.
I've dreamed many times of how we'd meet again.
He'd tear up and say my name as loud as he could. Then we'd run at each other and hug for as long as we could.
But then I'd wake up and turn over to see my husband sleeping peacefully next to me.
I'd reach out and caress his arm and smile at how happy I am.
But then I get up and walk to my bathroom....
And the same things happens every day.
"Ares." He'd call. I'd look up and meet his eyes with a sad smile. He'd smile back before becoming silent as fear races through me.
You may be asking why I'm so afraid at smiling at my husband?
But I'm not...
I'm smiling at my dead fiancé.

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