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Three years after my death, my grandma, with her failing eyesight and hearing, accidentally dialed Dylan's number. He shouted, "Stella? How dare you use this number again? Where have you been hiding all these years, living it up? "Was it you who leaked the operation details back then? Did Maverick and the others die because of you?" His fury startled my grandma. The phone nearly slipped from her grasp. She struggled to press the receiver closer, her words thick with tears and confusion. "Hello? Is that you, Dylan? "Stella is dead... she's never coming back. She was a good girl. Why are you still blaming her?"