The Dead Wife Crashed The Wedding

Summary

I ran into two of Ward’s childhood friends on the street—men I hadn't seen in over two years.

I was just about to step forward and wave when their voices drifted over, freezing me in my tracks.

“So, Ward’s finally getting his happy ending,” one of them said, shaking his head. “Good for him. He deserves a fresh start.”

“No kidding,” the other replied. “His first wife was such a tragedy. Dead so soon after they got married. It’s about time he moved on.”

I stood there, the blood draining from my face.

Dead?

I’m standing right here, warm and breathing. How on earth am I dead?