After he died, the watch I’d worked so hard to buy became unbearable to look at. It sat there, frozen in time, while the days blurred into a fog of paperwork, condolences, and empty side of the bed. I kept circling back to that anniversary, to the imbalance I thought I’d seen between our gifts, and the quiet resentment I’d never voiced.
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