When we were most in love, Ethan Cole told his boys that if his bride wasn't me, they shouldn't attend his wedding. Later, Ethan got married, and the bride wasn't me. True to their word, his friends were nowhere to be found. After the ceremony, Ethan confronted them. But the one who always seemed to dislike me punched him in the face, eyes red with rage. "Ethan, people who betray true love deserve to die." "So why did Sarah West have to die instead?" 1 On the day I died, Ethan Cole announced his wedding date with Lily Parker. Except for Ethan's three best friends, everyone else sent their blessings. The ballroom was packed, romantic red roses paving the way from the entrance to the stage. It was even more extravagant than our engagement party. Lily held Ethan's arm, looking a bit aggrieved. "Ethan, where are your friends?" "Do they not like me? They didn't even come on such an important day." Ethan glanced at his watch and dialed their numbers one by one. None connected, but plenty of spam calls came through. Frowning, Ethan blocked the spam numbers. Lily's face fell. Ever since she appeared by Ethan's side, his three best friends had been lukewarm towards her. She thought they would show up for an occasion like this. After all, they had been brothers for over a decade. I followed behind Ethan, scrutinizing Lily. How stupid was I not to notice the signs from the moment she appeared? Lily bit her lip, clutching her phone behind her back. The screen showed her chat with me. [Sarah, so what if it's been ten years?] [My wedding with Ethan is in seven days. Come if you dare.] I lowered my eyes, my soul passing through her body. I really wanted to reply: I dare to come, but do you dare to see me? But I was dead. 2 The banquet ended. Surprisingly, Ethan didn't take Lily home but drove her to her apartment. In the car, Lily grabbed Ethan's collar, offering her lips. "Lily, I've been drinking." "Be good, you don't like the smell of alcohol." Ethan pushed her away, showing no intention of going up with her. Lily clenched her fists, took a deep breath, and got out of the car. Before the door closed, her eyes reddened. "Ethan, the wedding in seven days will proceed as planned, right?" Men are suckers for vulnerability. In the end, Ethan followed Lily up to her apartment. I sat on the roof of the car watching their ambiguous tug-of-war. The summer night breeze couldn't warm my cold soul. Weakness, coquetry. These were things Ethan used to despise. My gaze fell on their clasped hands. I was forced to follow Ethan into the elevator, all the way to Lily's apartment. Ethan tossed his suit jacket onto the sofa. Lily couldn't wait to hug him from behind. "Ethan, I'm scared." Scared? I looked at Lily in surprise. Since I met her, I had never heard the word "scared" from her mouth. Ethan turned around, his unbuttoned shirt revealing his chest. Lily stood on tiptoes and kissed him. "Scared of what?" Ethan rubbed the top of her head, letting her hands roam. "Scared Sarah will change her mind." "Scared you'll suddenly leave me." "Scared I'm not good enough for you." Ethan chuckled, full of doting. "No, Sarah won't change her mind." 3 Ethan's certainty dazed me. Back when we were most in love, Ethan was just as certain. He said, "No, I, Ethan Cole, will never fail Sarah West in this lifetime." That day, I thought I would be happy forever. From middle school desk mates to high school sweethearts, from college romance to starting a business together—sixteen years. We got engaged when the company was on track. If nothing had happened, we would have gotten married this year. But in the sixteenth year of knowing each other, the tenth year of loving each other, Ethan changed. When did he start changing? Probably when he stopped texting me to ask how I was, when he couldn't stop smiling at his phone sitting across from me, when he started texting Lily good morning and good night every day. Sincerity changes in an instant. So when we broke up, he took all the blame, protecting Lily well. I granted his wish and didn't reveal the evidence of Lily's provocations. Actually, when Lily first appeared, I didn't think much of it. The daughter of a business partner, wanting to gain experience in our company. To close that deal, Ethan asked for my opinion. He suggested putting Lily in the secretary's office, away from core business. I believed him. But Ethan made Lily his personal secretary for a whole year. And he tried every way to convince me to expand the market abroad, where I stayed for another year. When I returned, Lily was known as the future Mrs. Cole. I became Ethan's ex-girlfriend. Before I could confront Ethan, he came to me. He pushed a resignation letter towards me, along with a share transfer agreement. "Sarah, we once said if we met someone who moved our hearts more, we would break up peacefully." "You remember, right?" 4 When Ethan and Lily tumbled into the bedroom, I hid in the living room. Thank god. I could keep some distance from Ethan and didn't have to witness those disgusting scenes. Even though Lily had already sent me their photos and videos. Ethan's phone was on the living room table, buzzing non-stop. I leaned closer. The caller ID was mine. My mind exploded. I stood frozen in shock. My fingers trembled imperceptibly, and the scenes before my death played back frame by frame. Fear, helplessness. I remembered, I died very undignified. After agreeing to Ethan's breakup conditions, I left the company. Lily found me, wanting to talk. What was there to talk about? I looked at her, but she sneered. "Aren't you curious why I chose Ethan?" "Why?" I asked, following her lead. Lily took me to a coffee shop near the company. "I just wanted to see how deep Ethan's love for you was. Turns out, not that deep." I didn't want to get entangled with her. But as soon as I walked out, I was dragged into a van by several men. The car bumped along, from the city to the suburbs, from day to night. Until the mountain wind howled, and twigs scratched my exposed legs and arms. "Did Lily send you?" I asked, forcing calmness. The four men in front of me looked haggard, eyes sunken, emitting a foul stench. They didn't speak but rushed up, pressing me to the ground in the dark to vent, from night till dawn. Because I struggled fiercely, my head was smashed open. Blood flowed all over the ground. When I opened my eyes again, I was standing behind Ethan, watching him hold Lily's hand, announcing the wedding date. Calculating the days, his wedding date was the seventh day after my death. 5 At 1 AM, Ethan walked out with a towel around his waist. He picked up the phone on the sofa, pupils shrinking when he saw the missed calls. I curled up on the sofa, trembling, my mind full of images before my death. Lily's voice came from the bedroom: "Ethan, what's wrong?" Ethan suppressed his emotions, deleted the call log, and walked towards Lily with the phone, pulling her into his arms. The smooth way he deleted the log reminded me of how he acted that year when I rarely came back to see him. When I first went abroad, Ethan would video call me all the time. He would complain about how busy the company was, acting coquettish, saying he wished I were there. I would handle documents while responding to him. "You don't like me acting cute, why are you doing it yourself?" "Whining like a baby." I thought I was just teasing, but his face turned pale instantly. Later I learned. When two people are together for a long time, they unconsciously start talking like each other. Early the next morning, Ethan came out of Lily's apartment. Before leaving, he kissed Lily gently on the cheek. "Sleep a bit more, you don't need to go to the company today." I found it a bit funny. In the past, Ethan valued time the most. Rain or shine, he would drag me out of bed, afraid of delaying the day's work. Even for dates, he wouldn't wait a minute for me. Sixteen years, I got used to the habits he made me get used to. It turns out his habits could be broken, and the exception was only for a specific person.
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