Jayden's POV
Helena looks beautiful now more than ever. There is a smile on her face which adds to the brightness of her face.
She wasn't this beautiful when she was alive. Do the dead look more beautiful than when they were alive?
I find myself smiling as she inches her face closer to me, and my gaze settles on her soft pink lips.
My eyes close on its own accord as I lean forward for a kiss. Just then, I hear a loud sound and my eyes flicker open.
"Ouch!" Someone screams and a loud thud on the floor follows.
I sit up in bed, looking confused for a while and wondering what has happened and where I am.
Then I remembered.
I am not the only one sleeping on the bed. I am married now. Not to Helena but someone else.
Someone else is Isabella, my secretary.
The same person who just fell off the bed. Probably because I was leaning in for a kiss, thinking she is Helena, my dead ex-fiancee.
I scramble out of bed immediately, running over to the other side to help her up.