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The second year after I died, the financial headlines exploded: [Dakota Herman, CEO of the Herman Group, comes back to the country with Freya Madden, the girl he can never forget, and they are about to tie the knot.] After his plane touched down, Dakota didn't bother with any wedding plans. Instead, he drove straight to the cramped little apartment where I used to live, staring up at the worn-out hallway with a storm of emotions in his eyes. "Freya, wait in the car. It's cold out there. You'll catch a chill." His voice was gentle, filled with a tenderness I'd never heard from him before. Freya clung to his sleeve, her face as pale as paper, her voice trembling with hope. "Dakota, my blood disease won't get better. "The doctors said only a matching stem cell transplant can save me. Do you think Kelsey would really help me? She would, right?" I hovered next to him, feeling nothing but irony. I'd been dead for two whole years. My ashes had been scattered into the river and sea by my brother, Shane Robinson. Yet even now, he was still thinking about using my stem cells after I was gone to save his precious Freya. In silence, Dakota went upstairs and pushed open the door, thick with dust. Digging through the deepest part of the drawer, he pulled out a pile of old medical records and a signed donor consent. Instantly, his face drained of all color, his whole body trembling as he screamed my name like a madman. As for me, I watched in silence, not feeling a thing anymore.