My Fiancé Died Before Our Wedding—Three Months Later, I Saw Him Alive at Another Wedding

Adrian had been dead for three months.

At least, that was what I believed.

I had stood beside his mother at his funeral. I had watched a closed casket lowered into the ground. I had gone home afterward and tried to figure out how someone could possibly continue living when the future they’d planned had disappeared overnight.

Now I was hiding in a restroom at a wedding.

Because the man I had buried was alive.

And in less than twenty minutes, he was supposed to walk down the aisle.

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