The Ghost Of Her Past

The Ghost Of Her Past

Ying Suhua

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The last thing I remembered was a crushing weight in my chest, and the impossibly cruel words about my son not being mine. Then, everything went black. I thought I was dead, a broken man on my own lawn, betrayed by the wife I' d mourned for a decade. But I opened my eyes to the scent of lilies and the familiar wooden pews of St. Michael's church. It was Nicole' s funeral, ten years ago, the very day she supposedly died. My mother-in-law, Maria, was there, whispering an insane proposition: marry her younger daughter, Gabby, just on paper, for my baby son, A.J. In my first life, I' d been horrified by the thought, clinging to Nicole' s memory. But that Andrew was dead. This Andrew was back, alive and seething with a cold, hard resolve. I knew what was coming in ten years. I knew she' d return to destroy me. Not this time. I stared at Gabby, then turned to Maria, my voice steady, my decision made. "Okay," I said. "I' ll do it." The game had changed. I was given a second chance, and this time, I would build a fortress.

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The last thing I remembered was a crushing weight in my chest, and the impossibly cruel words about my son not being mine.

Then, everything went black.

I thought I was dead, a broken man on my own lawn, betrayed by the wife I' d mourned for a decade.

But I opened my eyes to the scent of lilies and the familiar wooden pews of St. Michael's church. It was Nicole' s funeral, ten years ago, the very day she supposedly died.

My mother-in-law, Maria, was there, whispering an insane proposition: marry her younger daughter, Gabby, just on paper, for my baby son, A.J.

In my first life, I' d been horrified by the thought, clinging to Nicole' s memory.

But that Andrew was dead. This Andrew was back, alive and seething with a cold, hard resolve. I knew what was coming in ten years. I knew she' d return to destroy me.

Not this time.

I stared at Gabby, then turned to Maria, my voice steady, my decision made. "Okay," I said. "I' ll do it."

The game had changed. I was given a second chance, and this time, I would build a fortress.

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