I Married My First Love at Sixty-One—But on Our Wedding Night, Her Secret Shattered Everything I used to believe that love only happens once in a lifetime—and that when it’s gone, it’s gone forever. But at sixty-one, I learned that fate has a strange way of circling back. Eight years after losing my wife, my days had grown quiet. My children visited sometimes, but their lives moved too fast for me to catch. The house was filled with ticking clocks and silence. Then, one night, while scrolling th

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