Murder, Infidelity, and a Ghostly Revelation

The rusted blade sank into my flesh as I clutched my phone, desperately trying to reach Andrew Baker for assistance.

Andrew was my betrothed. "We're sorry, but the number you've dialed is not available at this time..."

As the call disconnected, the last glimmer of hope faded from my eyes.

In the next instant, the assailant plunged the knife into my heart, wearing a sinister smile.

I lay alone on an isolated, unfamiliar road, my eyes wide with terror.

My life ebbed away with the blood flowing from my chest.

Andrew and I had just become engaged.

My parents were still expecting me at home.

My younger sibling had expressed a desire to give a speech at my wedding...

I felt myself becoming lighter, my essence gradually separating from my physical form.

My spirit drifted aimlessly.

I had perished. My life ended on the night Andrew left me by the roadside...