The Do-Over Deal

Summary

I kicked the bucket on my eightieth birthday. Outside the door, my kids were wailing like the world was ending.

But my consciousness was fading fast.

With my last breath, I looked at the woman who had been by my side for decades, her hair now snow-white.

I forced a weak smile and asked, "Sarah, tell me the truth. After all these years... did you ever actually love me?"

Seeing the hesitation in her eyes, I got my answer.

I whispered, "If I could do it all over again, I definitely wouldn't love you."