After I Died, My Daughter Dialed His Number
Unexpectedly, the voice on the other end sneered, "Did your mom put you up to this? Using her own daughter like a pawn? What an unfaithful woman! She’s already with your dad, yet still trying to rekindle things with me?"
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I had never left Emma’s side after my death, always watching over my lonely and helpless daughter.
When she was just a year old, my father, who had been taking care of her with me, died in a car accident.
Three months later, I took our dog, Snowball, for treatment. However, the hyperbaric chamber at the veterinary clinic exploded, killing me instantly.
After I died, my childhood friend, Russel York, took Emma in and raised her.
When Emma turned five, Russel was driving he
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