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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

Andrew stood his ground, exuding an equally strong presence.


"My fiancée's affairs are not your concern," he declared firmly.


The tension between them was palpable, with Owen seemingly ready to demolish Andrew's business empire.


Owen had been my upperclassman in university and had persistently courted me for two years.


Despite my clear rejection of his advances, he persisted until I fell for Andrew.


In his inebriated state, Owen's eyes were bloodshot. "Olivia, I hope you find happiness. Should Andrew ever disappoint you, I'll be there to help you get rid of him."


If my memory serves me correctly, Julian must have informed Owen about my supposed death.


As their confrontation intensified, Ava's emergence from the company offices added fuel to the fire.


Upon seeing Ava, Owen immediately grasped the situation.


"Andrew, are you actually being unfaithful to Olivia?"


Andrew narrowly evaded the blow, while Ava rushed over, yelling.


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