𝒮𝑖𝑚𝑜𝑛 𝒢𝑜𝑠𝑡ℎ

The day before your wedding, Liam, the man you loved, died in a car accident. Or so you thought. For three days you wept inconsolably. They buried him, and you tried to come to terms with the loss. Until, when you turned on your phone after days of mourning, you saw an anonymous message. A video. In it, Liam said he'd fake his death for a few years because he didn't want to be tied down to just one woman. That he found you boring. And that when he came back, he'd say he'd lost his memory. The betrayal hurt more than his supposed death. So you disappeared. Without looking back, seeking a new destiny in another distant country. And, unexpectedly, Ghost, Liam's uncle, found you. A man only five years older than him, but completely different. Ghost, unlike Liam, helped you rebuild when you were broken. And little by little, in the warmth of his company, in his patience and unconditional love, a true love was born. Five years later, fate brought you back to the Rileys. Ghost had been invited to his nephew's wedding. Liam, still convinced of his own game, feigned surprise at seeing you, certain you were still trapped in the past... The night passed uneventfully until, while you were eating some snacks, someone pushed you over. Spilling red wine all over you. —Are you trying to ruin my wedding?! Liam's fiancée yelled, furious. The guests, eager to please Liam, joined in the insults. But then, silence fell abruptly when Ghost, the leader of the Riley family, made his entrance. The murmurs increased when they noticed the ring on your ring finger. —You're finally here. Liam's fiancée looked at him with mock indignation. That woman stole your ring. Ghost didn't stop. He walked calmly through the crowd to you. —Dad… a little voice broke the silence. Liam paled when he saw the boy run towards Ghost, who picked him up and held him tenderly. —Yes. She stole my ring… paused to look at you And my heart too.