Novel & Cerita After I Died My Boyfriend Went Crazy

I said, and we stopped talking when we had the orders, and we served the food to the customers. I haven't heard about my boyfriend for another week, and I know what we had was over, and Alice was right. I was in deep pain, and I never realized there was this kind of pain. It feels like I am dying inside.. I hate what Ashton did to me, and I promised myself never to see him again until one day something happened that made me want to disappear forever, but I didn't have a choice but to find Ashton Pritzgold.

she chuckled, “so, does he know you are here?” “Actually,” I huffed and closed my eyes, opening them, I breathed through the mouth, “he is my boyfriend.” I saw the look of surprise on her face, she was probably not expecting me to blurt that out but she was in for a lot more surprises. “We have been having issues for a while now and I kind of broke up with him and when he got sick I didn’t bother to come see him and he has been telling me that he was innocent of what I accused him of but I didn’t believe him because of our past experience and now, I had a bad dream.” I was sobbing and I couldn’t believe it, why was I even telling her everything? But even though I asked myself that, I didn’t

He cast his head down, not daring to meet my eyes. "What!" I couldn't believe my ears. Had he suddenly become crazed? I had heard that when one's mate died, the remaining one would either run mad or commit suicide. It was unheard of for anyone to survive after the bond was broken by death, so maybe my mother's death was already affecting his mental state.

"When did she die?" "When I was 12. She died of cancer", he said and I gasped. "No one knew she had cancer until the third stage. She didn't know too and when she told me, I couldn't bring myself to believe that she would die. I kept on telling myself she wouldn't die but she did. And when she died, I couldn't control it. I didn't talk to anyone for months. I just go to the cemetery and talk to mummy. It's just like a movie. Dad was broken after she died. Just 2 months after she died, I saw Dad with another woman in my parent's bedroom. They were making out. I left there immediately but he saw me. Since then my Dad was always with a different lady almost every week. Do you know the craziest

"That tells me all I need to know. The mate bond breaking was for the best!" He lifted the gold case meaningfully. "Now I'm here to have their names struck from the records. Even in death, you'll have no claim on their souls." The council guards watched with interest. Such drama rarely played out in their halls. Liam stumbled back as if struck. "What... what do you mean ashes? Who died?" The confusion in his voice only fueled my father's contempt. "You really don't know?" he asked quietly. "Your own mate and pup died, and you didn't even notice?"

I shouldn’t have lost you for Eve. "If you come back, I swear I’ll never look at another woman again. I won’t hold anyone else’s hand. I’ll spend the rest of my life with only you. "Please, come back!" ...... He cried and shouted, pouring out his feelings in a way so raw and emotional that anyone watching would have been moved to tears. But was he an idiot? I was already dead, my body starting to rot, and he thought a few words could bring me back? I was not bothered by it anymore. He treated me like nothing when I was alive, and now, he wanted to act heartbroken at my grave? Whoever wanted him could have him. I was done.

I dive my bottom lip viciously to stop myself from screaming and fist my dress on both sides to stop myself from reaching for the lifeless body of my boyfriend. "He was beginning to piss me off with the too much talking and slurring and I love some peace and quiet, wife." Matteo chuckles like a man who has no grasp on reality as he tucks back his gun into his waist band and almost immediately, my father appears out of nowhere, questioning me about what happened but I'm unable to get any word out. I'm frozen in place, watching my boyfriend's body as tears brim my eyes. It's one thing to lose someone so dear to you in this manner and it's another thing being unable to grief in the way you shou

“I know you’re upset, but no matter how upset you are, you can’t risk your life. What if you get heatstroke in a sauna?” “Exactly,” Rio chimed in, his voice rising. “If something happens to you, people will think we’ve been mistreating you!” I almost burst out laughing. In my previous life, I had died of heatstroke in this very building. My body turned black and my eyeballs burst. Yet they did not even call an ambulance. They just dragged me into the living room for a photo op, with the caption: Girlfriend died of heatstroke because she was too poor to turn the AC on. She turned into a dried corpse.

I thought I could believe in that love, telling him that I would marry him after he died a hundred times. I couldn't help imagining our life together from there on, as it might really be good to be with someone who loved me. But Ben simply smiled and entered that room without hesitation. I panicked, and panicked even more when he collapsed on the floor. I kept calling his name. But unlike before, he never woke up. He was dead. He left me. My world fell apart, and I felt like I had lost my mind. I refused to accept that reality and took revenge against everyone who hurt him, thinking that it would get me back.

“Why? Did I do anything wrong?” “Yes. You attract so many guys’ attention when you fight. It annoys me to see those perverts watching you,” he said, and her breath hitched. Her face reddened, and her thoughts were replaced with lewd ones. Shaking her head, she scolded herself for having bad thoughts about her step-sister’s boyfriend. “My sister. You are dating her,” she said, and Jake’s mood shifted, something dark replacing his expression. She became worried, wondering if she had crossed the line. Before she could ask, he leaned away and got off her.