After I died, they regretted it.

The refund for the wedding venue hit Liam's account.

He tugged at his tie, clearly annoyed.

Then, a text from him popped up on my phone.

"Skylar, what's with the drama? The hotel said you canceled?"

I didn't reply. Another text immediately followed.

"Stop messing around. I'm sorry, okay?"

But Liam, I wasn't messing around.

The dead can't marry the living.

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Liam pushed the door open, his face etched with fatigue. He paused, startled, when he saw me by the dining table.

"Have you eaten? I kept calling, but you didn't pick up."

I calmly stood, taking his coat.