My Dead Fiancé's Impossible Wedding
Language: en
Five years after my fiancé died, I suddenly received a wedding invitation from him. I escaped the mental hospital, desperate, heading for the wedding venue, only to get into a car accident. Through a blur, my best friend Chloe's figure appeared. "What are you doing here?!" "Liam is alive." I clutched her wrist, "He sent me an invitation. I'm going to his wedding." "How is that possible? He's been dead for 5 years." Chloe flashed a moment of surprise. But faced with my stubbornness, she gave in. "Let's go. I'll drive you." Five years, Liam. This time, I'm bringing you home. 1 The red light…