My Boyfriend Proposed to a Dead Woman
Language: en
Everyone knew my boyfriend worked twenty-hour shooting days just to marry me. Even when he had no time to eat and coughed up blood on set, he'd just rinse his mouth and get back on the wire rigging. The day he won Best Actor, he finally felt he could give me the happiness I deserved. I stood there in my wedding dress, eyes red under the spotlight, reaching my hand toward him. He paused. Then turned and slipped the diamond ring onto the hand of his girlfriend from five years ago. The same ex-girlfriend he'd sworn five years ago he'd never contact again. "Sorry. All these years, I wasn't…