Three years after his death, he was stood up at his wedding

Chapter 3

1,796 words

Nathan has burned me a handwritten note before.

In the past three years, Nathan has sent lots of notes, as if they were text messages.

"Olivia, I took ugly pictures of you, right? I won't delete them."

"Olivia, you can't win by hiding. Our fight is not over."

"Olivia, if you scare me, I'll admit I've lost."

"Olivia, I was in a car accident and had a concussion. I remember now. I'll never forget what you did to me. You know I'm holding a grudge. It's too late!"

I didn't get any flowers from Nathan for half a year.

He'd bring me a lot of flowers before, so that I could show off in hell forever as someone still remembered me and loved me.

I locked the note in the safe, took the money and went to the biggest casino in hell.

After turning into a spirit, I was very lucky. I won a lot of money at the casino. I used my winnings to help build hell. The King of Hell was happy. I was not chased by the casino boss.

Nathan burned a lot of clothes and bags too.

This time was different.

Nathan burnt me a wedding dress.

Layer upon layer of romantic tulle, intricate and delicate lace embroidery, and the perfectly placed off-the-shoulder design were my favorite elements and designer creations when I was alive.

The child ghost looked surprised.

"Hey, is this dress for Nathan's wedding?"

Who would wear a wedding dress to a wedding, unless they were there to steal the spotlight?

I shook my head, angry.

"The jerk, he must be mocking me, like I don't even have the chance to wear a wedding dress."

The wedding dress and invitation came with the mail.

There was also a note.

It rambled on with a paragraph:

"Olivia, I'm getting married, and I won't be bringing you any more flowers. You must be angry. Just keep all the flowers and I’ll enjoy them with you after I die."

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