I Married a Pastor Who Had Been Married Twice Before – On Our Wedding Night, He Opened a Locked Drawer and Said, ‘Before We Go Any Further, You Need to Know the Whole Truth’

I shook my head slowly. “She didn’t need that kind of protection… she needed honesty.”

“My second wife…” Nathan continued. “I didn’t get the chance at all.” He looked at me. “Those letters are everything I didn’t say when I still could have.”

I exhaled softly.

“That’s not love, Nathan. That’s fear. And I don’t know if I can live inside that.”
He nodded. Then quietly said, “But it’s the only way I knew how to stop wasting time.”

For a moment, I understood where it came from, even if I couldn’t accept what it was doing to us.

“Then stop writing endings for me,” I said.

Nathan looked at me.

“If you’re so afraid of losing time, then stop living like it’s already gone,” I continued, my voice steady. “Because I won’t stay where I’m already being mourned.”

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