After My Death, My Ex-boyfriend Went Mad with RegretCHAPTER 1
(Peyton's POV)
There were times where I wished that I could live a long,fulfilled life.Or that I'd live to be 80 years old with the love of my life.Or at the very least,die a peaceful death,but that wasn't my case.
Here I was,hovering around this godforsaken place.Truth is,I died,but my soul somehow couldn't leave Mason Reed–my ex.How crazy was that?!!
I never believed in ghost stories and stuff like that,but seeing myself as a ghost really was a wake-up call.
As I floated in mid-air,watching Mason with his arm around Harper Reese's shoulders,I felt like puking.
His expression was tender,yes,he could be tender.When Mason was in love,everything he did for that person was treasured.I once was one of such people–the only one.
So,seeing him display this level of affection for Harper irked me.It was supposed to be me in her place,but since the accident which caused his memory loss,it was never me anymore.
Today was Harper's birthday,and Mason had gathered his friends to celebrate her.He really went all out for her.
"Dude,where's Peyton?"someone asked."Isn't she always clinging to you like she was stuck with glue?"