My Funeral Awakened Her Love

The hotel lobby shimmered, bustling with people moving in and out.

Jack and Seraphine stood side by side with smiles on their faces as they looked toward a man across the room.

It was the lobby manager. He was someone I had grown up with and my closest friend since childhood, Zedd Fletcher.

I instinctively tried to run over, wanting to warn him not to get involved. However, my soul passed straight through his body. Only then did it hit me again. I was dead.

He stood tall in a black tailored suit, posture stiff and sharp. His gaze, cold and cutting, landed squarely on the couple standing together.

Zedd sneered, "Ms. Evans, you really know how to play, huh? A man is waiting for you at home, and you have a whole parade outside. You're having the time of your life, aren't you?"

Seraphine's eyes dimmed, but she said nothing.

Jack's smile faded. He stepped forward, instinctively shielding her like a protector. "Zedd, whatever happens between the three of us is none of your business.

"Five years ago, it was Hayden who used his family's influence to force Seraphine into marriage. If it weren't for him, she and I would've never been separated. And look at him now. What's he got left? He's nothing but a man living off a woman."

Zedd's gaze sharpened as he glared at Seraphine. "Living off a woman? Don't talk crap. I've never met anyone like Hayden, who gave up his entire career for a woman."

"Shut your mouth!" Jack's face twisted with anger as he stared at Zedd. "You don't know anything about Seraphine. I won't let you insult her like this!"

"You won't let me? Who the hell are you? A homewrecker?" Zedd snapped.

Jack snapped back, "I knew Seraphine first. Hayden is the one who came between us. He's the homewrecker."

Zedd scoffed. "Funny. I remember how you ditched her to chase some rich lady overseas. You left her first."

Jack's eyes darted to Seraphine, guilt flickering across his face. "If Hayden hadn't stepped in, I wouldn't have left Seraphine.

"You've got the timeline backward," Zedd said flatly.

Five years. Even a dog would learn to wag its tail for someone who treated it well in five years. I gave Seraphine my heart, my soul, and all of me. Still, she never once looked at me like I mattered.

Zedd looked her dead in the eye. "You better hope you don't end up falling for him. Because when you realize what you've lost, it'll be too late for regrets!"

He was the first person to see my body at the hospital, the first to fall apart when the news broke. Now, he was the one still standing up for me. I wanted to tell him to stop, to not waste his breath on someone who didn't care.

However, Zedd looked like he wanted to tear them both apart with his bare hands.

I knew he was furious. He was furious at me for being such a fool and furious at her for throwing everything away.

Seraphine finally looked him in the eye, her voice cool and steady. "I don't love him."

Zedd laughed coldly. "I hope you remember what you said today. And I hope it doesn't haunt you for the rest of your life."

With that, he turned on his heel and walked away with his fists clenched tight.