When Love Turns to Ash

My mom lay on the hospital bed, delirious, muttering Kate's name.

Tears streamed down my face as I called my wife.

When she picked up, Kate impatiently said she was busy in a meeting and would call back later.

I could hear the laughter of a man in the background.

As the call ended, the heart monitor flatlined.

My mom closed her eyes and took her last breath.

While I was in the depths of grief, Kate's childhood friend Peter posted a new update on social media, tagging a location at a five-star hotel.