When His Lie Became My Truth
To make up for past regrets with his first love, my husband, Pierce Ronan, lied that he could see everyone’s lifespan.
He told me I had sixty years left, but his first love, Jessica Stone, had only seven days to live. So, for those seven days, he said he had to fulfill the promises of their youth.
He brought her home, cared for her, and when they went back to their old college campus to relive their love, I didn’t protest.
When he confessed his love to her and planned the wedding of the century, asking me to be the bridesmaid, I didn’t raise my voice.
It wasn’t until he wanted to break the final taboo — in our marital bedroom — that he looked at me with guilt in his eyes and begged me to