After I Died, He Found Me

Three years after my death, my sister Daisy was finally marrying my boyfriend, Jason.

My mom, for Daisy's sake, had kept my death a secret from Jason for three long years.

The day before the wedding.

Jason received a commission for an estate clearing service.

Daisy reminded him to come back early.

But she didn't know, this order, it was placed by me, three years ago.

"Jason, does this wedding dress look good?"

Jason, sitting on the couch, gazed at the wedding dress, lost in thought. He unconsciously murmured, "Anne?"

Daisy froze for a moment, then asked, "What did you say?"