My Husband's Secret Is Hidden Among the Dead Man's Belongings

My name is Su Nian, and I work as a personal effects organizer.

Put simply, I take care of the affairs left behind by the dead.

I've been doing this for three years. I've seen elderly people die alone in rented apartments, and teenagers forgotten by their families after jumping from buildings.

I thought I'd become immune to death long ago.

That was until the day I took on a new job.

I was hired to clear out the apartment of a young woman who had died in a car accident.

The client was the property management company. They said no family had come to claim her.

I put on my gloves and pushed open the door. The air still held the trace of a familiar perfume.

It was the one my husband, Lu Shen, had given me.

I didn't think much of it.

I simply bent down to pick up an earring that had fallen into the gap in the sofa.

Silver, crescent-shaped, with a tiny L engraved at the tip.

I froze.

It was the limited-edition pair Lu Shen had given me last Valentine's Day. He'd said there was only one pair in the world.

One was on my ear.

The other was in the gap in a dead woman's sofa.