When my husband Michael passed away after 27 years together, I thought losing him would be the hardest thing I’d ever face. But just weeks after the funeral, I sat across from his lawyer and learned something that shattered me all over again — our marriage was never legally registered. According to official records, I wasn’t his wife at all, and I had no right to our home, our savings, or even the future we’d built together. The shock was unbearable. I couldn’t understand how the man I had loved and trusted could leave me with nothing — until I discovered the real reason behind it.
