Ghost Of You

After the long cruel summer, the first rain of Autumn finally arrived, giving the coldness of rain. The already gloomy environment turned even more Gloomy due to the sudden change of the weather. On the highway cars after cars moving slowly towards the cemetery. These were the cars that were not seen commonly, each one of the cars was expensive and very few in the whole country, and each of these cars’s destination was the same cemetery. It was one of the best locations to rest as it shows the view of both mountains and river. The trees surrounding the areas were moving ever so slowly as they were mourning for the descents. The rain was getting heavier as the cars reached closer to the Location. Finally the cars stopped and one after another people dressed in suits started to get out. Someone opened the Door of the first car, opened the umbrella and waited for the person to exit. From the back seat there was a woman dressed in a long black dress, her face was covered with black veil and hat. Her face was white as a sheet, her waist was no wider than two hands can hold. She looked like a ghost under the protection of the Umbrella that people were afraid with the blow of air she could be blown away. “Be strong Mrs. Miller, our prayers are with you.” Cemetery worker said as he walked her up to the allotted location. Edlyn looked up to him. Just like her name she was small, fragile. Her eyes were glittery red with a streak of tears on her cheeks.

Whenever she showed shyness, she gave the feeling of pitiful, The kind which makes men desire to conquer and protect. In a crooked voice she whispered “Thank you.” Even though the worker saw this scene day and night, seeing this pitiful lady, he almost felt bad for letting her see her husband buried in front of her. Ivan Miller was an astounding man when he was alive, so it was only natural if his funeral was as astounding and impressive as he was. The people gathered around there were no joke. The most prominent people in each Field of life present there, be it the A lister Actor, singer or CM of the country. They all were standing there with crescent fallen expressions. It was one of the best locations in the cemetery, specialists were invited to make sure everything was up to that man’s standards before they gave him a Cloth grave. The plane he was on crashed and burned to pieces. People searched around the area for the longest time but not a single person was found alive. Everything was scattered into pieces. Edlyn looked at the black and white image of the man before she choked on tears and turned her head away. People behind her sighed at her pitiful state.

Young love they thought to themselves.

Poor Mrs. Miller. There were some who deemed it was not enough and whispered to others ” I heard They loved each other very much, how come she isn’t shedding a single tear now that he’s being buried?”Content is © by NôvelDrama.Org.

“Hush,” someone whispered “Don’t you know? The poor gal has been crying ever since she got the news of the crash. I heard someone say she fainted a few days ago because of crying. It’s probably because she’s become numb and no more tears are coming out.” After saying that, everyone around them sighed. “Sigh, she became a widow at such a young age. Life is really unfair sometimes.” “Well she did inherit his billion dollars property, it’s enough for her to get by all her life.” “I heard she isn’t that fond Luxury. What is the point of all this money when you have no one to share with?” “Exactly,” A few, almost undetectable sighs reached Edlyn’s ears. She turned her head down and wiped the tears from her cheeks. ‘Pity And envy that’s what everyone felt about her. Pity because she became a widow at the age of 22 envy because her husband was one of the big names of the country. A cold wind passed her making her shiver A jacket was placed on the shoulder. She turned around to look at the owner of the jacket. “Sister-in-law, you should take care of yourself.” It was a young man. His raven hair styled to the side, his features sharp and his facial expressions were of someone you wouldn’t want to mess around with but the clear worry and tenderness was contradictory to his usual expressions. “Thank you Zayn.” She smiled slightly and Zayn stepped aside to give her space. ✨✨✨ After a long tiring day, She finally returned to Miller’s Mansion with two to three lawyers in tow with her. The placed a few documents in front of her as they were the inheritance his husband has left her

“Mrs. Miller, this is the inheritance of 20Billions that your husband has left behind, please check and make sure everything is right. As your husband hasn’t made his will you will be the first in line to possess all of his belongings.” She merely glanced at the documents, it was obvious she has no interest in all the money. Lawyer Saw this and sighed in his heart. No matter how much money she has now, what’s the use of it? She has no child and now her husband is gone, too. He has heard about the couple being in love but seeing is believing. He sighed once again at her uninterested expressions and sigh

“After three months from today you can inherit all of this, as police couldn’t find his body, lawfully he is still a missing person. After three months you can declare him dead. And this will be resolved” she heard the lawyer and nodded “Thank you Mr. Ian.” She whispered softly.

“Take care Mrs. Miller. everything will be alright” with that he left the mansion. After talking to the lawyer she went straight to her room. As soon as she closed the door, out of nowhere a cold wind blew into the room , Making her body shiver. She removed her veil and hat and went towards the vanity. She looked at her pale lifeless face and smiled at herself. She grabbed the make wipes and started removing the thickest layer of foundation she has applied to make herself look pale. Underneath those layers her skin was glowing and her eyes bright.

After removing make up she grabbed wine from Ivan’s wine collection. She ran herself a bath, put some essences into the tub and soaked herself in warm water. She’s been running around all day in preparation for the funeral. Her body was stiff and numb and standing all day in the rain made her body ache. It’s been three years since she married Ivan. Three years after passing by a bazar an old man, who looked like a fortune teller, told her she is going to get married in the next few months and her husband will die three years after their marriage in a plane crash. She scoffed at the man, she was only turned 19 at that time, married and a widow at the age of 22. ‘ Yeah right’ she had thought to herself. But fate was laughing at her when she said that, the same night she went to a club and got drunk to the point she slept with someone she shouldn’t have. It was best fucking night of her life, because the man was wild and everything she ever wanted in bed. But the next morning she was dumbfounded. Because the man shamelessly asked her to take responsibility for him because he was drugged and she slept with him. He said He’d either Marry her or she would marry him, whichever makes her comfortable. She tried to explain herself but the man was determined that Edlyn takes responsibility for him. She scoffed to herself thinking in which century this man was living in? But then it hit her. It hit her like a fucking truck. The man in front of her was none other than Ivan Miller, the most ruthless mafia boss and City’s top bachelor at the moment. He was said to be picky about his women. Even on Social events where having a partner was necessary he either had his Assistant or one of the Industry’s hottest model/singer/Actor. The women around him are never ugly. There were whispers that he killed his last wife because she wasn’t what he expected. Terrified, she politely told him that it was a mistake that she had no intention of sleeping with him; she just got a little too drunk and lost control of herself. She politely excused herself and ran away from the motel. She thought she had escaped the situation But her luck was not with her, sometime passed when she saw some unexpected guests at her place. As she was 19 she was living with her parents. So when she went downstairs to see who it was sitting with her parents she was shook beyond words. Ivan Miller sat there smiling shamelessly at her. Her mother told Edlyn that Mr. Miller has asked for her hand in Marriage. He said people have to take responsibility for their actions. Her parents thought It was him who accidentally slept with her so he was being a gentleman. She gaped at him with her mouth wide open. This shameless bastard. She refused to marry him, but her parents told her that there’s no one better than him as he has the looks, he was filthy rich and most of all he came all the way here to ask for her hand in Marriage. There was nothing better than marrying the one who truly wants to appreciate you.

She told them she didn’t know him and she didn’t want to marry a man without love and she was only 19. but it was all vain, somehow he convinced his parents for early marriage. So that’s how she was married at the age of 19. Funny, isn’t it? Just like some fucking Rom com she married the man within a month. In a span of a month she learned that this man was not to be messed with. He was a 100% boss villain. His looks were just to deceive you. It was like a sweet beautiful trap to capture its preys. he was cruel, ruthless and cold-blooded. Anyone who came into his way died a tragic death. During their wedding preparations his father’s company ran into some trouble and without blinking an eye helped her father with millions of dollars. So she decided she could try to be with this man. She told herself that she’d give this man an honest chance. She learned that Ivan liked fragile, white flowers. He likes women with doll appearances, innocent to core and pure.

He likes his women to Stay by side and smile like a perfect doll. Someone told her his previous death was because she was too bold and annoyed him too much. Poor girl died in a tragic car crash. After that she decided to be a perfect doll for him, because that bastard old man has said she would be married within months so here she is married to a fucking mafia boss, he also has said he would die after three years. She doubted his words but still thought to give it a try, if all fails she could still live a life of luxury.

So acted as a perfect wife for him. A wife who doesn’t like to shop that much, a wife who prepares everything for her husband. Who wakes up before him in the morning and waits for him at dinner. She acted like she had never watched porn and was as pure as white flower who got drunk for the first time that night. Which was true (the getting drunk part). Time passed just like that, three years passed and she was ready to give up on the act of being A dodar when suddenly she heard the news of the crash. God damnit.. finally free.