Part 1

That day the hotel bar was very noisy and crowded. I was there that day with some office friends after work. Suddenly my phone rang and it was my son, he said "Mom died".

My name is John. My wife had dementia.

She got it unusually early on in life. Still, there was no way I'd have ever expected this.

The police said that while my wife was at home alone for a bit, she accidentally started a fire in one of the rooms and suffocated on the smoke. They found my wife's fingerprints all over the front door.She didn't know how to do something as simple as unlocking the door or that if she'd just screamed, someone would've come and helped her.

My wife was very sincere and kind.

She loved her family more than anything and raised our son and daughter well.

Even after she had dementia, she tried to keep things as normal as possible.

This is such a tragedy.

BUT WHY CAN'T I CRY?

Maybe it's because in my mind, I had already left my wife 3 years ago.

I wasn't a bad husband, but you couldn't exactly say i was a good one, either like most people, it's not easy to become a family man once you're used to being a busy business man.But i can't deny that i didn't really put much effort into it.When i think about the fact that i don't really have any memories of us after our marriage, i realize that i really just lived to work.

I never even gave my wife any memories to forget.

The next morning, when I woke up I went to the kitchen ,and my kids called me for breakfast. But when I got there I saw my wife. I shouted and fell down. I told my kids she was next to them but they didn't believe me.

My kids thought i was in shock from losing my wife.That's what they told me at the local hospital, too.

Whether it's a delusion or a ghost,

I don't want to see it any more.

I had some medicine and went into the kitchen again to see if it was still there. It wasn't there ,I thought I was getting old, maybe imagining things but when I went to the hall my wife's ghost or whatever that thing was there.

"HOW CAN THIS BE REAL....."