My CEO Stepbrother Built a Men’s Room Over My Grave
Language: en
Old Man Silas had promised me a star-crossed, whirlwind romance the year I turned twenty. I bought it. Hook, line, and sinker. The universe, however, had a different plan. On my twentieth birthday, I kicked the bucket. Even more ridiculous? Two years later, the dilapidated hill where I was buried was developed into a massive theme park. And the exact plot of earth where my supposed "shot at true love" was meant to bloom? It's now directly underneath a men's restroom. Lying six feet under, the thought of being subjected to the backside traffic of hundreds of men every day sent my ghostly…