After 31 Years of Marriage, I Discovered a Key to a Storage Unit with Its Number in My Husband’s Old Wallet – I Went There Without Telling Him

He had Mark’s eyes.

My breath caught so hard I had to steady myself against the doorframe.

“You said this was about Elaine, my sister,” Susan said sharply.

“It is,” I answered, forcing calm. “I’m sorry for your loss.”

She let out a hollow laugh. “People say that.”

“I mean it.”

She let me inside.