---- She was already crying. "My child... you've suffered so much. I saw your post. Three years is enough... Let the past rest. We saw everything you did for Jackson. You loved him-truly. And that's enough. It's time for you to live again." Icried-silent, shaking sobs that rocked my whole body. And when I hung up, the grief came down like a storm. I collapsed back on the bed, heart heaving, unable to breathe through the pain. There would never be another man in this world who loved me the way Jackson did. No one. ---- I stared into space, frozen. Time lost all meaning. Then... a new message from David: (Okay. I'll wait for you.] Areply to last night's text. I smiled, slow and sad. Picked up the ring box. And walked out the door. At the bridal studio, I slipped into a pure white wedding gown. The photographer looked around, puzzled. "Where's the groom?" Ismiled. "He's dead." Sympathy filled his eyes, but he said nothing more. ---- He took me to the sea, where waves churned behind me like a storm waiting to break. The photos were stunning. Afterward, I took the waterproof case filled with the diving gear I'd prepared days ago -and tossed it into the shallows. I posted one final update, along with the ocean- kissed wedding shots: Grateful for your love. Let the ocean bear witness too.