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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...

Murder, Infidelity, and a Ghostly Revelation

The following day, Andrew arrived at the office.


I hovered behind him unnoticed, as company employees passed through my ethereal form.


Andrew's brow was furrowed, his demeanor radiating coldness.


He listened to work updates distractedly, frequently checking his phone,


The secretary reporting his schedule assumed he was displeased with her work.


Andrew switched off his phone. "It's nothing, please continue."


"What was he anticipating? Expecting me to cave and call him as I usually did?


But Andrew, where were you when I needed you most?" I mused.


At midday, Andrew set aside his documents and dialed the secretary's extension.


Andrew had prepared breakfast for Ava and rushed to work without eating.


Unexpectedly, today's lunch was significantly delayed.


The secretary was taken aback. "Mr. Baker... you've never requested us to handle your lunch."


"Previously, Ms. Brown always delivered your lunch."


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