Mr. Garcia's funeral was held on July 21st, which happened to be the same day he married his wife, Karina Garcia.

On that sunny day, Karina Garcia and their only son, Caden Garcia, were talking to guests at the funeral when an uninvited guest disrupted the solemn atmosphere.

This unexpected guest approached Karina, her eyes reddened, but her chin held high with determination. "I am Garcia's lover," she said.

Caden's face turned red, but Karina looked into her eyes and asked, "What's your name?"

The girl revealed her name, which starts with a vowel or consonant. The name itself is not crucial to this story.

After hearing the name, Karina nodded gently and replied, "Thank you for coming."

The girl blushed and continued, "He was happier with me than with you."

"Yes," calmly responded Mrs. Garcia, sitting in a wheelchair due to injuries from a car accident many years ago, rendering her unable to perform marital duties.

Furious, the girl pounded her fist on a nearby object, looking at Garcia's lawful partner with hatred and envy. "Do you know why he was with you? Out of moral obligation," she said.

Karina Garcia remained unfazed, but her son, Caden, couldn't bear it any longer. "Get out," he shouted, his angry expression mirroring his father's.

Staring at the center of the hall where Mr. Garcia's photo stood, portraying him in a black suit with a polite smile, the girl suddenly said, "You never loved him."

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A chilling gust of wind blew into the room from the window, passing through the entire hall.

Mrs. Garcia's black veil fluttered for a moment, then returned to serenity.

Mr. Garcia's belongings were originally stored in the attic. Taking this opportunity, Caden decided to sort through some of them. He began with a pile of anatomical models, which had left a deep impression on his young mind. He could not face the attic alone and hired two housekeeping services to handle the clutter.

"These things are too messy," one of the workers complained. "I thought they were intact skeletal frames, but they're all disassembled limbs, organ models, and there are many notes on them. Do you want them to be put in the car or..."

"Just get rid of them," Caden said. "By the way, how much do I owe you?"

"$120."

"Here you go."

After confirming that everything had been handled, Caden walked into the study. Due to his mother's condition, most of the communal areas were arranged on the ground floor. Karina was basking in the sun at the floor-to-ceiling window in the study when he entered.

Caden realized that she had just woken up. "Did I wake you up?" he asked.

"No," Karina shook her head and rubbed her eyes with her hand. "I woke up on my own."

Caden became nervous. "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine, just woke up from a nap."

"I don't think so," Caden said, "You've been feeling tired suddenly, and then your heart..."

Due to the accident, Karina Garcia underwent heart surgery. However, the transplant did not fully solve her problems. A few months later, she passed out at home. While being rescued, a patient in the hospital died, and the person's indicators matched Karina's, who had also volunteered for organ donation. The hospital transplanted the new heart to her.

"That was ten years ago," Karina smiled, "And these many years, there have been no issues, right?"

"But the transplant could still cause rejection; it can't compare to the previous one. If he hadn't abandoned you like that, you wouldn't have...” Caden stopped himself.

In their third year of marriage, Karina could no longer bear Mr. Garcia's nature. During a heated argument in the car, he kicked her out to walk home. Although he quickly changed his mind and returned to pick her up, the tragedy had already happened.

The car accident not only paralyzed Karina from the waist down but also caused internal damage. For several months, she was almost entirely confined to the intensive care unit. But fortunately, a matching donor organ came along less than two years later.

"You must be blessed by angels," a nurse told her, "It's a miracle."

Caden, still a child at the time, didn't fully understand this memory, but he learned bits and pieces from people around him. Karina Garcia might have been blessed by angels or God, but she certainly wasn't blessed by her husband, Tyrone Garcia. His infidelity reached its peak during that time.

He didn't spend much time in the ICU, but some people saw him driving around the suburbs with a beautiful stranger while Karina suffered and waited for an organ donation.

Every time Caden thought about this, he couldn't fathom why his mother, Karina, hadn't mentioned divorce for so many years.