His Final Words Were for My Best Friend

My husband Liam was a Special Forces captain. My best friend was a military doctor.

They didn't get along at first. I was the one who brought them together.

Five months into my pregnancy, I found a heavy metal box at home.

Inside, I found a stack of wills he'd written before every dangerous mission. As I opened them, a chilling dread washed over me.

Seven hundred and thirty-two letters in total.

Every single one started with, "My Dearest Chloe."

And every single one ended with, "I love you, Chloe."

Chloe. Not some stranger, but my best friend.

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