The Twentieth Year After My Death

[This story has been expanded for print. Visit my author page to follow the upcoming release, Overdue] Twenty years after I died, my husband, Wei Min, was getting married. *Short story / first person / bad ending - Upcoming print edition, expanded: Overdue Blurb: When they got married, Wen Ci once asked Wei Min, “If we could live our lives over, and we didn’t meet at seventeen but crossed paths much later, would you still fall in love with me?” Wei Min didn’t hesitate. He said, “No matter how many times we start over, you’re the only one I’ll ever love.” Wen Ci knew there was no way to ever verify his answer. That is, until much later, when she came across a line in Wei Min’s notebook. “We either love each other, or we die.” By then, Wei Min had been dead for exactly twenty years. He had spent his whole life proving his answer. *Financial reporter x self-made man *The final quoted line is adapted from Tuesdays with Morrie Theme: Love can heal everything that is broken