The New Beginning
Rachel and I built a life together. We had children. We told them about Catherine, not as a ghost to haunt us, but as part of our family’s foundation. Rachel never asked me to erase Catherine. Instead, she reminded me that love isn’t finite—it multiplies.
Grief didn’t disappear. But it changed. Instead of a weight, it became a reminder of how deeply I had once loved, and how deeply I could love again.
