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"Three years after my death, my husband finally called me, but it was only because his beloved wanted him to divorce me. My best friend told him the truth. She told him I had been dead for three years. He still refused to believe it. He thought I was playing games to get his attention. “The only value she has now is signing the divorce papers and taking her share of the money!” “Tell her to come out right now. I’m done with her tricks!” But he never knew the truth. Three years ago, when the mall elevator broke down, he held on tightly to his beloved. And I fell down the escalator. My soul watched him. I watched him learn the truth. In that moment, he wished he were dead instead." "I had been dead for three years when my husband decided to divorce me for the sake of his true love. Because he hadn’t been able to reach me for a long time, he posted on social media accusing me of being heartless and dragging things out just to t0rture him. My best friend told him the truth. She said I was dead. Vincent Thorne curled his lips into a cold smile. He was convinced I was playing the same old game of withholding affection to get his attention. “Elowen has been pulling this stunt for almost ten years. I’m sick of it.” “Tell her to show herself. My patience is running out.” Three years ago, during the elevator malfunction at Central Plaza Mall, he grabbed Isabella’s hand while I fell through the gap in the escalator. He had no idea this had happened. --- I had been dead for three years when Vincent finally called me. “Isabella is very sick. Marrying me is her last birthday wish.” He thundered into the phone. “Elowen, I have never met a woman as disgusting as you.” “You cling to the title of Mrs. Thorne, but you will never get anything out of it.” There was a pause on the other end. Then came the sound of a woman sobbing. It was faint and fragile. Vincent’s brows pulled together. For the past three years, he had ignored every one of Elowen’s calls to punish her for being i
