At My Mother’s Funeral, A Recognition That Rewrote My Love Story

and choices hanging between us, the ghosts of past relationships haunting the present.

“I understand if this changes things fundamentally for you,” Michael said finally, his voice quiet. “If you need time or space or even to reconsider our relationship—”

“Do you know what bothers me most?” I interrupted, needing him to understand the real issue.

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