My wife’s 37th birthday party was on the same day as my best friend’s wedding.

She refused to postpone, so I said, “Sorry.

He’ll get married once, while you’ll have a birthday every year.” She just smiled

. At the wedding, I got a text from an unknown number

. To my horror, it said, “Your wife is dead.”

My heart sank. For a few seconds, I couldn’t move. I left the reception hall quietly,

trying not to draw attention. Continues…