What it is about
"Are you sure you want to choose this cemetery for yourself? You have only a month left with your cancer, and your husband is still spending time with his first love. Do your family even know?"
I stared at the headstone where my photo had already been set in stone.
The sight squeezed my chest. I nodded faintly, my heart heavy.
Peter Young, my husband, could easily spend thousands on his old flame, Leila Fields, without hesitation.
But for my cancer treatment? Not a single dollar.
To survive, I had to return to my parents and ask for help, but even they doubted me.