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The rain was coming down in buckets the day I died. Liam Goodman kicked me out of his car mid-drive, just to take a call from Margaret Smith, his "true love." As a truck barreled toward me, I saw Liam's taillights fading into the storm, before darkness swallowed me. My soul floated above, watching in numb disbelief as he cleaned up the scene and deleted the call records with chilling composure. At my funeral, he played the heartbroken fiancé to perfection—only to sneak peeks at Margaret's texts between prayers. A month later, he held Margaret's hand with pure joy, announcing their engagement.