Episode Details

I married the love of my life last spring. The wedding was perfect. The photos were beautiful. Then my mother asked me a question that stopped my heart: "Who is the woman standing behind you in every picture?" I didn't see anyone. The photographer didn't see anyone. But there she is—in every single shot. Same dress. Same smile. Same eyes. And in the last photo, she's standing right beside me, holding my hand. I've never met this woman. But she was at my wedding. And she's been in my house ever since.

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