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’

Nathan took out an envelope and handed it to me.
My name was written across it: “Mattie.”

My fingers trembled as I opened it, the paper catching slightly as I unfolded it.

“This isn’t about something I did,” Nathan said. “It’s about something that’s been wrong in the way I love.”

I didn’t understand as I read the first line:

“I don’t know how I’ll survive losing you too, Mattie…”

The words didn’t feel like love. They didn’t feel comforting.

They felt final.

I looked up at Nathan.

“You wrote this… about me?”

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