My Husband Confessed to Cheating After 38 Years of Marriage – Five Years Later, at His Funeral, a Stranger Said, “You Need to Know What Your Husband Did for You”

The church looked exactly the same. The stained-glass windows hadn’t changed. The pews still creaked.
Gina sat near the front with her husband and children. Alex stood in the aisle, speaking quietly with someone from the extended family.
I kept to myself, and I didn’t wear black either.
I agreed before I had time to think.
That’s when I noticed her — seated in the back row in a gray dress.
She was alone and motionless, not shifting in her seat, not checking her phone. She simply sat there as if waiting… for something. Or someone.
When the final prayer ended and the last soft condolences faded, I walked toward her.
“I don’t believe we’ve met,” I said.
“No. We haven’t,” she replied, turning to face me.
She simply sat there as if waiting… for something. Or someone.
“You knew my… You knew Richard?”
“Yes. I’m Charlotte.”
“From where?”
“I was with him at the end, Julia,” she said gently. “Hospice. And you need to know what your husband did for you.”
“Hospice? What are you talking about?”
“I was with him at the end, Julia.”