My husband passed away five years ago. To stay close to him every Saturday, I visited his grave.
Next to his grave, I felt more peaceful, and I remembered all the good memories. But one day, something changed.
There were crushed raw eggs on his gravestone. I wondered who could have done that, and one day, I finally saw the culprit.
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My husband died of a heart attack.
After living together for twenty-five years, he was gone in an instant.
So every Saturday, I visited his grave, and one day, I noticed from a distance that there were smashed eggs on his gravestone.
At first, I thought it was a cruel joke, but I couldn’t understand who would do that.
I cleaned the gravestone and went home.
The next week, it happened again, so I asked the cemetery caretaker if he had seen anyone.
He hadn’t noticed any strange people and was unaware of anything.
I decided that next time, I would go earlier in the morning.
To my surprise, I saw my sister holding eggs in her hand.
When I asked her why she was doing this, her answer shocked me.
She told me that my husband had been with her for five years and had promised her a bright future.
But after his death, she got nothing.
I couldn’t believe my ears: my own husband had betrayed me… with my sister!
It was hard to process, but later, I learned that it was true, and even my niece knew about their affair.
