For nearly two decades, I shared my life with a man I deeply loved. We never married and chose to remain child-free, even going as far as him getting a vasectomy. But everything changed when I discovered his infidelity. I left, and he soon married the woman he’d had an affair with.
Time moved on. I started a new relationship and eventually became a mother. Though our relationship was still young, my partner and I embraced parenthood and created a new life together. My ex, however, seemed unable to let go, and after months of unwanted messages, I blocked him. Not long after, I learned of his tragic passing—his new wife was expecting.
The true shock came when his solicitor reached out: he had named me the primary heir to his estate. In a heartfelt letter, he explained his regrets and feelings of being trapped in his marriage. He wanted me to accept the inheritance as a final act of love and closure. His words were unexpected but deeply moving.
Despite pressure from his wife and family to give up the estate, I chose to honor his wishes. I didn’t attend the funeral, but I visited his grave to say goodbye. It was a bittersweet ending—one filled with reflection, gratitude, and a complex sense of peace.