Now, he was gazing at Chloe in a dress, his
eyes soft.
He brushed a stray hair from her face, said
softly, “Beautiful.”
Chloe blushed and looked down, tears welling
- up.
“Ben, I finally have you.”
I was stunned, watching Chloe kiss Ben.
I tried to stop them.
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But my hand just passed right through him. I
watched, numb, as he slipped a ring onto
Chloe’s finger.
How could he?
Why Chloe?
She was the one who caused his mother’s
death.
Ben!
My mouth opened, my throat raw with grief.
I watched, paralyzed.
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Chloe was excitedly checking herself out in
the mirror. Then she asked, “Oh, by the way,
is she okay?”
“She,” was me. We both knew it.
Ben’s face went blank, almost annoyed. “Who
cares? Just a dumb trick.”
“Should we invite her to the wedding?”
Ben looked down, hiding his eyes. Then, a
cruel smile crept across his lips.
“Of course. She’s a very important guest.”
It hit me: Ben wanted me to watch his
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wedding.
It was something I’d always dreamed of.
We never got Ben’s mom’s approval, so we
just got the license, no wedding.
Later, the wedding became a pipe dream.
Because Ben’s mom died. Heart attack, gone
just like that.
She called me that night. It was her last call.
So, Ben naturally figured I’d stressed her out.
He made me kneel at her grave for a full day
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and night.
It was raining hard. We stared at each other,
him full of hate.
He said, “Ashley, from now on, we are
enemies for life.”
From then on, I went from Ben’s lover to his enemy.
He hated me, humiliated me, wouldn’t let me leave.
He even brought other women home.
When he saw my teary eyes, he’d not —
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