Chapter 15

Two years ago, when I first passed away.

Liam promised me.

He said he'd be okay.

He'd eat well, sleep well, continue working hard, and take good care of Buddy.

But after my soul drifted out of my body.

I saw Liam holding my corpse, crying like a child.

For two whole days.

He was like a lonely beast who had lost its mate.

On the verge of losing control.

He wouldn't allow anyone to touch my body.

Even when it was time for cremation.

He cried day and night.

Sitting on the floor, clutching my hand, he called my name over and over.

Calling me his wife.