My fiancé went mad after my death

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I died. 
Dead on that night when he protected his new love, forcing me to lure the murderer. 
After death, my body was turned into a specimen, trapped in a glass display case. 
However the guy, Michael Foster, suddenly went crazy.All Rights Reserved

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