One journalist confided to her a tragic tale, which left such an impression on her that she felt compelled to tell everyone else about it.

The primary reason for releasing this story was with the intention of assisting other people who have been through a similar terrible event.

I have seen real love in action today. Certainly not the affection that comes naturally with youth. It was not the kind of passion that was brought on by surging hormones.

It was not a love in which the two people involved merely liked one other or were obsessed with one another. The adage “They lived long and died on the same day.” did not apply to this couple’s relationship.

The reporter met a man who had not only lost a loved one but had also lost everything else in this life.

As he moved closer to the casket, he kissed his wife and murmured, “I know you don’t hear me,” as he spoke into her ear. “But I love you”.

After that, he began to shed a few tears here and there.

This phrase was repeated numerous times by him. On that day, though, he uttered those words for the very last time.

April stated, “I stood by, pondering what it means to be truly faithful.”

The journalist emphasized that she would never forget what she saw that day, which was genuine, unbreakable love. She said that she would never forget what she saw.

“In a world like ours, when promises are broken almost as soon as they are made, what I witnessed today is an extremely rare occurrence, a priceless treasure! According to what April wrote, “this is the embodiment of love.”