I Once Handed My Happiness to You

In the fifth year of our marriage, I died saving Sylvia Butler. The only thing I left her was our son, only four years old. After that, Sylvia raised him alone, living day by day on our memories. Until she met Egbert Simmons, the man who would not stop pursuing her. No matter how Egbert confessed his feelings, Sylvia turned him down gently. "I promised Hudson I'd love him for the rest of my life, and that he'd be my only husband."