Inside the house, Peggy found something she never expected.
Photographs.
Everywhere.
Photos of her.
Her wedding day. Her gardening. Her laughing. Her resting.
Moments she didn’t even know had been captured.
It was like stepping into a place where she had always mattered—even when she didn’t know it.
Peggy sank into a chair, overwhelmed.
“He loved you,” the woman said softly. “Anyone can see that.”
Peggy didn’t know whether to feel comfort… or anger.
