I Die on My Wedding Day
Chapter 1
My wedding day. My twin sister knocked me
unconscious and locked me in the basement. Then she impersonated me and married my fiancé.
“From today on, your man is mine,” she said, her eyes filled with determination.
She left in a hurry,
but she didn’t notice I’d stopped breathing in the dark.
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When I died, the wedding was in full swing. My fiancé, Ethan Lucas, held my dear sister, Patricia Shen’s hand, and solemnly made his
Vows.
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For richer or poorer, in sickness and in health,
he would be with her, always and forever… This was supposed to be my wedding.
Now, I could only float above the wedding hall as a ghost. Watching my dear sister take my place, marrying the man I loved. My gaze fell on Ethan.
He was handsome, tall, and leggy, but with a cold demeanor that kept people at bay. Surprisingly, this cold and indifferent man blushed slightly when he said, “I do.”
My dear sister, in a pristine white wedding dress, stared at him adoringly.
Her gaze was shy and affectionate.
It was as if she, Patricia Shen, had been pining for Ethan for years. Not me, Natalie.
I stood by the stage, watching them bathed in
flowers and annlauan making the mant
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flowers and applause, making the most
solemn promises about their future.
My corpse was curled up in endless darkness.
Blood flowed around me.
Like a flower blooming to its peak and then withering. I thought my heart was hard enough to withstand all the storms of life. But when I saw them kiss, my heart ached. The room was filled with festive joy and laughter; they were the center of attention. I, alone, was the extra one.
I didn’t want to watch anymore, and I turned to leave.
But a strong force pulled me back.
I realized something was wrong.
Normally, after death, a soul would either dissipate into the heavens or enter
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reincarnation.
But I was dead, so why could I still “live” in
this form?
I refused to believe it and tried again to float towards the door.
But after dozens of attempts, I couldn’t reach any exit, only hurting myself.
I decided to relax and found an empty corner to sit.
Waiting for the grim reapers to collect my soul.
However, instead of the grim reapers, my dear sister “dragged” me into the makeup
room.
I watched her take off her white wedding dress and put on a red celebratory gown. Then she returned to the banquet hall with
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me, watching her hold Ethan’s arm, toasting with people at each table.
That’s when I realized I was “bound” to my
sister. When I was alive, she messed up my life.
Even in death, I was entangled with her. I lowered my eyes, unsure whether to cry or laugh.
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Ethan took most of the alcohol for Patricia. Despite this, Patricia still drank a lot. Patricia had a good tolerance for alcohol, and she had challenged me to drinking games before. But in front of Ethan, I always claimed to be allergic to alcohol and didn’t touch a drop. Patricia didn’t know my little tricks, and she was in a good mood, so she unknowingly
