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I had the good fortune to marry the man I fell in love with at first sight. I was fully aware that the marriage was forced upon him, so I believed that everything would eventually be fine if I made an effort on my own. However, until the day I died, my husband remained cold.
When I succumbed to the illness of my heart and closed my eyes, I left this world gladly, thinking it was for the best. Or so I believed.
“Good morning.”
He greeted me with the affectionate gaze I had always longed for.
“Am I still dreaming?”
“I don’t know about that, but I do know that today is our second day of honeymoon.”
Was the afterlife supposed to be this vivid?
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After barely escaping him and running away, I resolved to rebuild my life here. If God had shown me mercy by giving me another chance, I didn’t want to end it all in depression, clinging to something as trivial as love.
“You sure ran far away.”
How on earth had he managed to chase me all the way here? And where had he abandoned all those things that were always more important than me?
“I said I wouldn’t love anymore.”
“Yes, you don’t have to. I can do it for both of us.”
