Even after Her Death by Rita Bond

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This didn't surprise me. He had mentioned it long ago after witnessing my severe postpartum hemorrhage. He swore he would never let me endure the pain of childbirth again.

That was fine. We already had Everett and Everly. There were no regrets left.

I placed the document back where I found it, pretending I had never discovered this secret.

The wedding dress had been altered multiple times.

I was even thinner now than before giving birth. No matter how much I tried to recover in the past few months-whether physically or in terms of energy-I could never return to how I used to be.

For a long time, I was actually terrified of seeing wedding dresses. Even gowns with trailing skirts that resembled them made me anxious.

From Wisteria's endless schemes to the night I was stabbed, wedding dresses were never white in my eyes- they were stained crimson with blood.

Before me lay two options. One was white and one was red.

The white gown had been prepared over a year ago, while the red one was newly custom-made.

He wanted to make up for the regrets of our past lives by holding two weddings with different styles.

When I stepped out wearing the white wedding dress, the staff couldn't help but praise me. "Mrs. Bolton, I'm not exaggerating when I say you're the most beautiful bride I've ever seen."

Hooked at the massive floor-to-ceiling mirror, seeing my own reflection.

With the makeup, I no longer appeared pale or sickly. If anything, my features seemed even more refined than before.

The red beauty mark at the center of my brow accentuated my ethereal appearance, and I barely recognized myself.

The dress wasn't adorned with intricate embellishments but was instead incredibly light and airy, with a delicate texture that resembled falling petals. The hem was slightly tangled.

Before the staff could adjust it for me, a familiar voice spoke. "I got it."

Luke knelt down and patiently straightened the gown for me.

When he stood up, his eyes were slightly red.

I remembered the day I tried on my dress in my past life when Wisteria had worn my wedding gown. When I protested, the Sanders ganged up against me, accusing me of making a big deal out of nothing. In the end, Josh even slapped

me.

arm around Wisteria's shoulders, comforting her, while I, the true bride, had been reduced to a

could only stand by and witness my

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one knee with a ring in his hand. "Chloe,

as I was stunned by

signed the marriage certificate and we

"Say yes! Say yes!"

our family and friends gathered in every fitting

sudden ceremony caught me off guard,

had once told me that when he

before I could ever

in my eyes instantly. "Yes, I do,"

other in a tight embrace, under the gaze of

fine if you don't do this," I

"You'll have

wedding-he wouldn't let me miss a

I'll make up for

saw

wedding countdown continued, an inexplicable nervousness settled in my

was just pre-wedding jitters or if the shadows of my past life still

this time with her children.

ones running around,

them. "This

spoke in their soft, innocent voices, "Hello,

knelt down and patted

This was my first time seeing them in person. They were absolutely adorable-so soft and chubby that I

on tiptoes, trying

scooped them up and explained, "These are your sister's babies. You're their little uncles now,

gently poked Everly's cheek. It was something I had been wanting

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