Chapter 1

I died on my way to see Jasper.

The reason? He posted a photo with the woman he's always loved but never had on Snapchat.

And we were supposed to get married tomorrow.

I thought death would bring me peace.

But unexpectedly, my spirit now shadows Jasper and his long-lost love.

"Jasper, will Lydia really show up if you post that picture?"

In the dim bar, I sat idly on the sofa, watching Hazel, who seemed boneless, snuggle into my boyfriend's arms.

Her cheeks were flushed, eyes hazy, clearly very drunk.

Jasper gently asked the waiter to bring Hazel a glass of honey water and nodded, "She will definitely come!"

Yes, I'm already here.

But none of you can see me!

I waved my hand in front of Jasper’s face. He didn’t notice, focused on adjusting the temperature of the honey water for Hazel.

I felt like I was being pricked by countless needles. When Jasper and I were together, I was the one who took care of him.

"Good, if she doesn’t come, you’re picking up the tab!"

Hazel snuggled even closer. Jasper didn’t speak, just looked at his phone.

I have to say, Jasper knows me well. He made the right bet; I would come.

Because I saw the always aloof Jasper post a status.

The picture showed two wine glasses, with Hazel’s signature tattoo on the hand in the lower right corner.

I wanted to ask why.

Why did my decade-long love become a joke as soon as she appeared?

On my way there, a car accident took my life.

A mysterious force drew me to Jasper’s side, wanting to see him one last time.

Only to discover, it was just a bet to flaunt his charm.

To test if I was truly at his beck and call.

How tragic.

I looked at Jasper, momentarily lost.

Jasper and I had been entangled for nearly ten years. Only this year did we decide to get married.

A month before the wedding, Hazel returned home after a divorce. Jasper wanted to postpone the wedding to take care of her, and I went crazy.

"Jasper, why should you, her ex, take care of her just because she’s depressed from domestic abuse? Doesn’t she have any family?!"

"Why do you want to postpone the wedding as soon as she’s back? You know I’ve been waiting for ten years!"

"Ten years! A whole ten years! How many ten years do I have in my life!"

"You want to postpone the wedding! Unless I'm dead!"

Well, now I'm really dead.

I circled around Jasper. He fiddled with his phone, head down.

Curious, I leaned closer to see what he was looking at.