A Song of Ice and Fire
Chapter 1
My foster sister had me violated, and I went
to my lawyer boyfriend, Daniel, for help, only
to have him send me to prison.
Disgust was all over Daniel’s face when he
looked at me.
“You did that to your sister? You’re a
monster!”
I was sentenced to life imprisonment, and my
foster sister framed me again inside, leading
to my death.
He didn’t even blink when he heard of my
death.
After death, my spirit lingered, refusing to
leave Daniel.
I watched him marry her, saw his usually cold
features soften for the first time.
“Katie, your foster sister hated you, wronged
you. I’ll repay her tenfold for what she did.”
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He put on her the ring that was meant for me.
And for her, he had my remains destroyed.
Finally, my heart turned to ashes, and I found
the Grim Reaper.
“My obsession is gone. Let me fade away in
seven days.
“”
The Grim Reaper agreed. My spirit would be
collected in seven days.
During those seven days, I tormented myself
watching Daniel’s happy life.
Today was Daniel and Katie’s anniversary.
They married after I died, three years ago
now.
He prepared a candlelit dinner for Katie.
Her wavy hair fell onto her delicate
collarbone, gleaming under the warm light.
Daniel was mesmerized.
“What’s wrong?” Katie’s lips curved upwards.
“Something on my face?”
Daniel shook his head.
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As he was about to speak, a familiar name
appeared on the TV.
Then, a face strikingly similar to Katie’s
appeared on the news.
“Three years ago, actress Kaylee Smith,
convicted of assault, was recently re–interred
at South Mountain Cemetery. The once-
famous actress committed suicide in prison, a
tragic end…”
Katie shuddered, her fork clattering onto her
plate.
Her face went pale.
She screamed, her voice trembling, “Turn it
off!”
Daniel frowned and switched off the TV.
He went to Katie, seeing her trembling, her
nails digging into her palm.
“That dream again?”
He asked softly, putting his hand on her
shoulder.
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“She’s back, Daniel. I hear my sister’s cries
every night. She wants revenge…” Katie
breathed heavily, her voice choked with sobs,
“But she’s the one who did wrong, she ruined
me…‘
Daniel was silent for a moment, then called
someone.
“Director Lee, about Kaylee Smith’s grave at
South Mountain Cemetery…” his voice was
chillingly calm, “I need a favor.”
He hung up and hugged Katie.
“Don’t be afraid, I’ll have her ashes taken
care of. She can’t bother us anymore.”
Katie looked up, tears ruining her makeup.
But, unseen by Daniel, a fleeting smile
touched her lips.
I floated above South Mountain Cemetery,
watching two workers roughly open my urn.
It was a plain wooden urn, already decaying.
“This cheap thing? They say Kaylee Smith
wh
was rich, why didn’t she get a better urn?”
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The urn opened; a gust of wind scattered the
ashes.
Like smoke, my existence was erased.
A sharp pain pierced my soul as the ashes
blew away.
Souls can feel pain, I realized.
I muttered, “Daniel, you even want to steal my
last vestige of existence?”
My voice was lost in the wind.
For years, I watched Daniel’s career flourish,
saw him give Katie the ring meant for me,
saw my name become tabloid fodder.
Everyone called me a crazy killer.
Now, they wouldn’t even leave my ashes
alone.
Suddenly, the workers found something.
A videotape… the nightmare I desperately
tried to forget.
“This could be Kaylee Smith’s murder
L
evidence! Let’s see!”
My soul screamed, “Don’t watch it! Don’t you
dare!”
In the cemetery office, the workers played the
tape.
Static flickered, then a horrifying scene
appeared-
A young woman was held down by masked
men on a dirty concrete floor, her clothes
torn, her body covered in blood.
–
The men laughed, slashing her with knives.
Her screams pierced the office.
“Daniel, help me, please, help me…‘
She called his name repeatedly.
The two workers went pale.
“”
It wasn’t murder evidence; it was a horrific
crime.
More shockingly, the woman was Kaylee
Smith, the alleged killer.
An hour later, Daniel’s car pulled up.
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He stepped out of his black Mercedes,
impeccably dressed, as perfect as always.
I once loved him in a suit.
