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PART 4<\/h1>\n

The elevator doors opened on the seventh floor.<\/p>\n

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I almost stepped back inside.<\/p>\n

The hallway was too quiet.<\/p>\n

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Not hospital-quiet, exactly.<\/p>\n

It was the kind of quiet that exists when people are trying not to disturb someone who is dying.<\/p>\n

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A nurse pointed toward the last room on the left.<\/p>\n

\u201cRoom 714.\u201d<\/p>\n

I nodded.<\/p>\n

My feet moved before my mind could stop them.<\/p>\n

Every step felt heavier than the last.<\/p>\n

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I had imagined meeting Lacey Burcham for twenty-two years.<\/p>\n

Sometimes in angry fantasies.<\/p>\n

Sometimes in guilty ones.<\/p>\n

Sometimes when I was lying awake beside Jeremy and wondering what my life would have looked like if I had never interfered.<\/p>\n

But never like this.<\/p>\n

Never with her name on a hospital door.<\/p>\n

Never knowing she was dying.<\/p>\n

I stopped outside Room 714.<\/p>\n

The door was open halfway.<\/p>\n

I could hear a television playing softly.<\/p>\n

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Then I heard her voice.<\/p>\n

\u201cIs that her?\u201d<\/p>\n

The nurse looked at me.<\/p>\n

I nodded.<\/p>\n

The nurse opened the door.<\/p>\n

Lacey turned her head.<\/p>\n

For a moment, neither of us spoke.<\/p>\n

She was smaller than I remembered.<\/p>\n

The girl from Kroger had been thin.<\/p>\n

This woman looked fragile.<\/p>\n

Her skin was pale.<\/p>\n

A scarf covered her head.<\/p>\n

There were tubes running from her arm to a machine beside the bed.<\/p>\n

But her eyes were exactly the same.<\/p>\n

Blue.<\/p>\n

Sharp.<\/p>\n

Tired.<\/p>\n

And strangely kind.<\/p>\n

She looked at me for several seconds.<\/p>\n

Then she smiled.<\/p>\n

Not a happy smile.<\/p>\n

A knowing one.<\/p>\n

\u201cYou came.\u201d<\/p>\n

My throat tightened.<\/p>\n

\u201cYou asked for me.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI did.\u201d<\/p>\n

I stepped inside.<\/p>\n

The nurse quietly closed the door behind me.<\/p>\n

Lacey looked toward the chair beside her bed.<\/p>\n

\u201cSit.\u201d<\/p>\n

I sat.<\/p>\n

My hands rested in my lap.<\/p>\n

She studied me.<\/p>\n

\u201cI wondered what you\u2019d look like.\u201d<\/p>\n

I almost smiled.<\/p>\n

\u201cI wondered what you\u2019d look like too.\u201d<\/p>\n

She laughed softly.<\/p>\n

\u201cI suppose neither of us got what we expected.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n

She looked at me.<\/p>\n

\u201cYou\u2019re still wearing your wedding ring.\u201d<\/p>\n

I looked down.<\/p>\n

\u201cSo are you.\u201d<\/p>\n

She glanced at her own hand.<\/p>\n

A thin gold band rested on her finger.<\/p>\n

\u201cJeremy bought it at Walmart.\u201d<\/p>\n

I didn\u2019t know what to say.<\/p>\n

She smiled again.<\/p>\n

\u201cHe wanted something simple.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cDid you love him?\u201d<\/p>\n

The question escaped before I could stop it.<\/p>\n

Lacey didn\u2019t hesitate.<\/p>\n

\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n

The answer hurt.<\/p>\n

Even though I had expected it.<\/p>\n

Even though she was dying.<\/p>\n

Even though twenty-two years had passed.<\/p>\n

\u201cYes,\u201d she repeated.<\/p>\n

\u201cI never stopped.\u201d<\/p>\n

I looked toward the window.<\/p>\n

Outside, Nashville moved like nothing in the world had changed.<\/p>\n

Cars.<\/p>\n

People.<\/p>\n

Traffic.<\/p>\n

Life.<\/p>\n

Meanwhile, two women who had once wanted the same man were sitting beside a hospital bed trying to understand what he\u2019d done.<\/p>\n

\u201cDid he love you?\u201d I asked.<\/p>\n

Lacey looked down.<\/p>\n

\u201cHe loved who I was when we were young.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cThat isn\u2019t an answer.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n

She took a breath.<\/p>\n

\u201cIt\u2019s the only honest answer I have.\u201d<\/p>\n

I looked at her.<\/p>\n

\u201cThen why marry him?\u201d<\/p>\n

She closed her eyes.<\/p>\n

\u201cWhen I got sick, I was terrified.\u201d<\/p>\n

Her voice became quieter.<\/p>\n

\u201cI wasn\u2019t afraid of dying at first.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWhat were you afraid of?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cDying alone.\u201d<\/p>\n

I said nothing.<\/p>\n

\u201cMy parents were gone. My brother lived in Arizona. My friends had families of their own. I had nobody who would sit beside me during chemotherapy.\u201d<\/p>\n

She looked toward the window.<\/p>\n

\u201cThen Jeremy found me.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cFound you?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWe ran into each other at the hospital.\u201d<\/p>\n

I frowned.<\/p>\n

\u201cBefore that?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n

She smiled faintly.<\/p>\n

\u201cI didn\u2019t even know he was still married.\u201d<\/p>\n

My chest tightened.<\/p>\n

\u201cHe told you?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cEventually.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cEventually?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cHe didn\u2019t tell me the first day.\u201d<\/p>\n

She looked at me.<\/p>\n

\u201cHe told me after I asked him why he kept coming back.\u201d<\/p>\n

I swallowed.<\/p>\n

\u201cAnd you still wanted him?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n

There was no shame in her voice.<\/p>\n

No apology.<\/p>\n

Just truth.<\/p>\n

\u201cI told him he needed to go home to his wife.\u201d<\/p>\n

I looked at her.<\/p>\n

\u201cYou told him that?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cSeveral times.\u201d<\/p>\n

I didn\u2019t expect that.<\/p>\n

\u201cHe refused.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cHe said he couldn\u2019t leave me alone.\u201d<\/p>\n

I looked down at my hands.<\/p>\n

\u201cAnd the marriage?\u201d<\/p>\n

Lacey sighed.<\/p>\n

\u201cI asked him to do it.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYou asked him to become a bigamist?\u201d<\/p>\n

Her eyes dropped.<\/p>\n

\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n

The word sat between us.<\/p>\n

\u201cI knew it was wrong.\u201d<\/p>\n

She swallowed.<\/p>\n

\u201cBut I was dying.\u201d<\/p>\n

I couldn\u2019t answer.<\/p>\n

\u201cI told myself I had already lost everything.\u201d<\/p>\n

She looked at her wedding ring.<\/p>\n

\u201cSo I asked him for one thing.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cTo let me die as his wife.\u201d<\/p>\n

I stared at her.<\/p>\n

\u201cAnd he agreed.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cHe did.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cDid you know about me?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWhen?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cFrom the beginning.\u201d<\/p>\n

My stomach twisted.<\/p>\n

\u201cHe told you everything?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cNot everything.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWhat did he tell you?\u201d<\/p>\n

She hesitated.<\/p>\n

\u201cHe told me you were his wife.\u201d<\/p>\n

I laughed bitterly.<\/p>\n

\u201cThat\u2019s a pretty important thing to leave out.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cHe also told me he loved you.\u201d<\/p>\n

That stopped me.<\/p>\n

I looked at her.<\/p>\n

\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cHe said you were his family.\u201d<\/p>\n

I didn\u2019t know what to do with that.<\/p>\n

Lacey continued.<\/p>\n

\u201cHe said you had been there for him for twenty years. That you knew every scar on his hands. Every habit. Every stupid joke.\u201d<\/p>\n

A tear rolled down her cheek.<\/p>\n

\u201cAnd he said he was grateful for you.\u201d<\/p>\n

I looked away.<\/p>\n

I didn\u2019t want to cry.<\/p>\n

Not in front of her.<\/p>\n

Not after all these years.<\/p>\n

\u201cThen why did he do it?\u201d<\/p>\n

She looked at me.<\/p>\n

\u201cBecause I asked him to.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cThat doesn\u2019t make it right.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n

Her voice was firm.<\/p>\n

\u201cIt doesn\u2019t.\u201d<\/p>\n

I nodded.<\/p>\n

\u201cDid you ever sleep with him?\u201d<\/p>\n

The question made the room go completely silent.<\/p>\n

Lacey looked directly at me.<\/p>\n

\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n

I hadn\u2019t expected the answer.<\/p>\n

\u201cNo?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n

She shook her head.<\/p>\n

\u201cHe slept in a chair beside my bed most nights.\u201d<\/p>\n

I closed my eyes.<\/p>\n

All those Tuesdays.<\/p>\n

All those nights I had imagined the worst.<\/p>\n

The truth was somehow stranger.<\/p>\n

\u201cI thought he was cheating.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cHe was.\u201d<\/p>\n

I opened my eyes.<\/p>\n

She continued.<\/p>\n

\u201cNot physically.\u201d<\/p>\n

She looked at her hands.<\/p>\n

\u201cBut emotionally?\u201d<\/p>\n

She gave a sad little smile.<\/p>\n

\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n

That was the truth I couldn\u2019t escape.<\/p>\n

Even if he hadn\u2019t touched her.<\/p>\n

He had built another life.<\/p>\n

He had given someone else a part of himself.<\/p>\n

And he had hidden it from me.<\/p>\n

\u201cI hate you,\u201d I whispered.<\/p>\n

Lacey nodded.<\/p>\n

\u201cI know.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI don\u2019t even know if I mean it.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI know that too.\u201d<\/p>\n

I stood.<\/p>\n

\u201cI need to go.\u201d<\/p>\n

She didn\u2019t stop me.<\/p>\n

I walked toward the door.<\/p>\n

Then she said my name.<\/p>\n

\u201cJill?\u201d<\/p>\n

I stopped.<\/p>\n

\u201cJeremy isn\u2019t the reason I asked you to come.\u201d<\/p>\n

I turned.<\/p>\n

\u201cThen why?\u201d<\/p>\n

She reached beneath her pillow.<\/p>\n

She pulled out a small envelope.<\/p>\n

\u201cMy lawyer told me I needed to give this to you.\u201d<\/p>\n

I stared at it.<\/p>\n

\u201cWhat is it?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cSomething Jeremy doesn\u2019t know about.\u201d<\/p>\n

My heart began beating faster.<\/p>\n

I walked back.<\/p>\n

She handed me the envelope.<\/p>\n

My name was written across the front.<\/p>\n

Jill.<\/strong><\/p>\n

Nothing else.<\/p>\n

\u201cWhat\u2019s inside?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cRead it after you leave.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cBecause if you read it here, you\u2019ll ask me questions.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cAnd you don\u2019t want me to?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI want you to ask them.\u201d<\/p>\n

She smiled.<\/p>\n

\u201cBut not until you\u2019re somewhere you can scream.\u201d<\/p>\n

I took the envelope.<\/p>\n

It was heavier than it should have been.<\/p>\n

\u201cLacey.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYes?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWhy are you doing this?\u201d<\/p>\n

She looked at me for a long time.<\/p>\n

\u201cBecause twenty-two years ago, I hated you.\u201d<\/p>\n

I didn\u2019t move.<\/p>\n

\u201cI hated you for taking him.\u201d<\/p>\n

She swallowed.<\/p>\n

\u201cAnd then I spent twenty years wondering if I had been wrong about you.\u201d<\/p>\n

I couldn\u2019t speak.<\/p>\n

She continued.<\/p>\n

\u201cThen I got sick.\u201d<\/p>\n

Her eyes filled with tears.<\/p>\n

\u201cAnd Jeremy told me the truth.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWhat truth?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cThat you weren\u2019t the villain.\u201d<\/p>\n

I stared at her.<\/p>\n

\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cHe told me what happened.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWhat happened?\u201d<\/p>\n

Lacey\u2019s voice dropped.<\/p>\n

\u201cHe told me you didn\u2019t steal him.\u201d<\/p>\n

I felt something inside me crack.<\/p>\n

\u201cHe chose you.\u201d<\/p>\n

I sat down again.<\/p>\n

Lacey watched me carefully.<\/p>\n

\u201cHe said I left for Nashville because I was angry.\u201d<\/p>\n

I shook my head.<\/p>\n

\u201cThat isn\u2019t what everyone thought.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI know.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cHe said you didn\u2019t break us.\u201d<\/p>\n

She looked at me.<\/p>\n

\u201cI did.\u201d<\/p>\n

I couldn\u2019t believe what I was hearing.<\/p>\n

\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n

She closed her eyes.<\/p>\n

\u201cBecause I was pregnant.\u201d<\/p>\n

My entire body went cold.<\/p>\n

\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n

She opened her eyes.<\/p>\n

\u201cI was pregnant when I left.\u201d<\/p>\n

The room seemed to tilt.<\/p>\n

\u201cJeremy knew?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n

I couldn\u2019t breathe.<\/p>\n

\u201cThen why didn\u2019t he tell me?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cBecause the baby died.\u201d<\/p>\n

I stared at her.<\/p>\n

\u201cWhen?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cEight weeks.\u201d<\/p>\n

I covered my mouth.<\/p>\n

\u201cI had a miscarriage after I got to Nashville.\u201d<\/p>\n

She wiped her cheek.<\/p>\n

\u201cI didn\u2019t tell Jeremy.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cBecause I was angry.\u201d<\/p>\n

She gave a sad smile.<\/p>\n

\u201cI blamed him. I blamed you. I blamed myself.\u201d<\/p>\n

I looked down.<\/p>\n

All those years.<\/p>\n

All that history.<\/p>\n

And I had never known.<\/p>\n

\u201cThen why did he tell you about it?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cHe didn\u2019t.\u201d<\/p>\n

She paused.<\/p>\n

\u201cI found out years later.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cHow?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cHis mother.\u201d<\/p>\n

I remembered Jeremy\u2019s mother.<\/p>\n

Evelyn.<\/p>\n

She had died twelve years ago.<\/p>\n

I had always liked her.<\/p>\n

She had been the one person in his family who never made me feel like an outsider.<\/p>\n

\u201cShe knew?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n

I stared at Lacey.<\/p>\n

\u201cShe told you?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cShe found me.\u201d<\/p>\n

I felt dizzy.<\/p>\n

\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cTo apologize.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cFor what?\u201d<\/p>\n

Lacey looked toward the window.<\/p>\n

\u201cShe said Jeremy blamed himself for losing the baby.\u201d<\/p>\n

My heart broke in a way I didn\u2019t understand.<\/p>\n

I had known my husband for twenty-two years.<\/p>\n

And suddenly there were entire rooms inside him I had never entered.<\/p>\n

\u201cWhy didn\u2019t he tell me?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cBecause he was ashamed.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cThat doesn\u2019t explain twenty-two years.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n

She looked at me.<\/p>\n

\u201cIt doesn\u2019t.\u201d<\/p>\n

A knock came at the door.<\/p>\n

We both turned.<\/p>\n

Jeremy stood there.<\/p>\n

His face was pale.<\/p>\n

His eyes were red.<\/p>\n

He looked at me.<\/p>\n

Then at Lacey.<\/p>\n

Then at the envelope in my hand.<\/p>\n

His entire expression changed.<\/p>\n

\u201cJill.\u201d<\/p>\n

I stood.<\/p>\n

\u201cYou knew.\u201d<\/p>\n

He swallowed.<\/p>\n

\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYou knew she was pregnant?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYou knew she had cancer?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYou knew she wanted to marry you?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cAnd you thought I didn\u2019t deserve to know?\u201d<\/p>\n

He looked at me.<\/p>\n

\u201cI thought you deserved to keep your life.\u201d<\/p>\n

I laughed.<\/p>\n

\u201cThat\u2019s what you call three years of lying?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI know.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n

I stepped toward him.<\/p>\n

\u201cYou don\u2019t know.\u201d<\/p>\n

My voice broke.<\/p>\n

\u201cYou don\u2019t know what it feels like to discover your husband has another marriage because you went to get a copy of your own.\u201d<\/p>\n

He looked down.<\/p>\n

\u201cI never stopped being your husband.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYou don\u2019t get to decide that.\u201d<\/p>\n

Lacey closed her eyes.<\/p>\n

\u201cPlease.\u201d<\/p>\n

We both looked at her.<\/p>\n

She was crying.<\/p>\n

\u201cI don\u2019t have enough time for the two of you to spend all of it fighting.\u201d<\/p>\n

Jeremy went to her bedside.<\/p>\n

He took her hand.<\/p>\n

I watched.<\/p>\n

There was tenderness there.<\/p>\n

Real tenderness.<\/p>\n

And for the first time, I realized something painful.<\/p>\n

He loved her.<\/p>\n

Maybe not in the way I feared.<\/p>\n

Maybe not instead of me.<\/p>\n

But he loved her.<\/p>\n

And she loved him.<\/p>\n

That didn\u2019t erase what he had done to me.<\/p>\n

It just made the truth more complicated.<\/p>\n

I held up the envelope.<\/p>\n

\u201cWhat is this?\u201d<\/p>\n

Jeremy looked at it.<\/p>\n

His face went white.<\/p>\n

\u201cLacey.\u201d<\/p>\n

She looked at him.<\/p>\n

\u201cI told you I would.\u201d<\/p>\n

He shook his head.<\/p>\n

\u201cYou promised.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI promised I\u2019d wait.\u201d<\/p>\n

She looked at me.<\/p>\n

\u201cI can\u2019t wait anymore.\u201d<\/p>\n

Jeremy stepped toward me.<\/p>\n

\u201cJill, please don\u2019t open that here.\u201d<\/p>\n

I looked at him.<\/p>\n

\u201cWhat is in it?\u201d<\/p>\n

He didn\u2019t answer.<\/p>\n

\u201cJeremy.\u201d<\/p>\n

His eyes filled with tears.<\/p>\n

\u201cIt\u2019s the reason I married her.\u201d<\/p>\n

I stared at him.<\/p>\n

\u201cI already know why.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n

He shook his head.<\/p>\n

\u201cYou don\u2019t.\u201d<\/p>\n

I looked at Lacey.<\/p>\n

She nodded.<\/p>\n

\u201cOpen it.\u201d<\/p>\n

My fingers trembled as I tore the envelope.<\/p>\n

Inside was a single folded document.<\/p>\n

I opened it.<\/p>\n

The first line made my knees weak.<\/p>\n

LAST WILL AND TESTAMENT OF LACEY MARIE TOLLEY.<\/strong><\/p>\n

I looked at her.<\/p>\n

Then at Jeremy.<\/p>\n

She whispered,<\/p>\n

\u201cKeep reading.\u201d<\/p>\n

I did.<\/p>\n

And the first sentence beneath her signature changed everything I thought I knew about the last twenty-two years.<\/p>\n

CONTINUE READ NEXT PART\u2026 \ud83d\udc47I Went to the Courthouse to Prove I Was My Husband\u2019s Wife\u2014Then I Discovered He Had Married the Woman I Stole Him From 22 Years Ago<\/a><\/h2>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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