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7

The coroner has finished my post-mortem examination, and the medical examiner has processed my remains.

Andrew gazed at my lifeless form.

He seemed as vulnerable as an infant.

Despite our engagement, we hadn't officially registered our union.

Law enforcement reached out to my relatives for document signatures.

My mother, on the verge of collapse from weeping, clutched my hand firmly.

I wept silently, unseen.

I longed to soothe her with my ethereal touch, but I could only pass through her form.

I apologize, Mother.

Andrew attempted to caress my face, but my mother swatted his hand away.

"Don't lay a finger on my child! We've all seen the security footage. You forced her out of the vehicle that evening!"

"If it weren't for your actions, Olivia wouldn't be in this state! How dare you show your face here!"

My sibling Dylan Brown struck Andrew's face, sending him reeling into the nearby wall.

"How could Olivia have fallen for someone like you? Bring Olivia back to us!"