Five years after my death, my daughter rang up Thurman Watson. "Do you like my Mommy?" she asked tentatively. Thurman said, voice laced with malice, "Did your mom tell you to do this? She's using her daughter now? She has your dad. Yet, she wants to get me back?" Luckily, Lea didn't call him Dad... He never knew the daughter he was sneering at was his own. Now, Thurman was going to marry another woman. And little did he know I'd died...
Chapter 1
Five years after my death, Lea Watson, my daughter, rang up Thurman Watson, my ex-husband.
"Do you like Mommy?" she asked tentatively.
I couldn't bear to leave Lea alone in the world, so after I died, my soul stayed by her side.
When she was one, my dad was killed in a car accident.
Three months later, I was killed in a hyperbaric chamber explosion at a pet hospital while getting our dog treated.
After that, Marcus Holden—my childhood friend—adopted Lea.
When she was five, Marcus was rear-ended on the way home from kindergarten.
Lea climbed out of the car behind him. When she saw the other driver's face, she was dumbfounded.
She'd seen that man's picture a hundred times among my belongings.
It was Thurman Watson, my ex-husband.
My chest tightened. I didn't want them to meet at all.
Thurman walked closer. When he spotted Marcus, a smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth.
I knew that smirk far too well—it meant he was pissed and itching for a fight.
His gaze lower
