A year later, we had a small, simple wedding in Alderwick.
I didn't invite my parents. I didn't know if they'd heard about it, and I didn't want to know.
An hour before the ceremony, my phone buzzed. It was a message from an unknown number.
Unknown Number: I heard you're getting married today, and I wish you every happiness.
I didn't reply.
End of Lydia's POV
*****
At that very moment, Arthur sat alone in his empty apartment, the light from his phone washing over his face. His wish for Lydia's happiness had been read, but there was no reply.
He stared at the unanswered message, then gave a sudden, faint smile. His eyes reddened.
Lydia had once lived here. An old dress she'd left behind still hung in the closet. He'd never thrown it away. He couldn't have said what he was waiting f
