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"I'm sorry..." I say, shaking my head, "Just drifting off I guess." Ed smiles and pats my arm.

"It's alright. Want to go check out the house? You'll love it, trust me." He smiles widely and we keep walking.

"Sure. I have nothing better to do after all." I stiffel a small laugh.

"Um, alright. My car is at the end of the path and up the hill where the parking lot is."

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Dan's *POV*

I sit alone on a park bench, head in my hands.

She is over me. I know it. I just know it. I can feel it. Her heart was pounding in her chest when their eyes met, after I had him save her. I truly now regret it, but, after all I am dead. She can see me sometimes, but can't speak to her, or touch her.

Stuck in between the dead and the living is your worst nightmare. I still can't see Kyle and Woody. They promised me that I would see them after I died. But they lied. They lied horribly to me. And I haven't seen Will. I tried to stop him when he jumped out the window, but all I did was lessen the impact of the fall. It did nothing. He still died. He is still gone.

Kyle and Woody must have taken Will into the light.

Because I am all alone.

Cassie has become a new person. A girl now known as Nina Nesbitt. She has taken the road to start somewhere new. To forget about me. To find someone better. She will forget about me, I know it.

I run a hand through my crazy hair, eyes wide with terror. It has been five years since I died. Today is my birthday, and I have to spend it all alone. Every year, on my birthday, since I died, Cassie would always sit at her small kitchen table, eating cake by herself. She would never realize it, but I would always be sitting across from her, rest my hand on hers, taking in her beauty, but then I drown in a sea of sorrow as I look at her torn facial expression. The tears filling her eyes and falling down her pale cheeks. Her eyes broken and filled with depression.

Then I would follow her and go visit Will. I would always sit across from them and watch her give Will a gift to remember everyone, but he would always throw it away. Cassie would then always take a long drive and go to my house, pull out the keys, and just lay on my bed, crying, wishing I was still there. Then I would always say the same exact thing.

"I am here and I always will be."

I would then plant a light kiss on her forehead and watch her sleep. After she falls asleep, I would always lay by her side, holding her hand, and stroking her hair.

That is how my birthday went, every year since I died, until today. Will decided to take his life, causing Cassie to be alone. She tried to kill herself. I stood next to her the whole time, but then when she stood on the edge of the bridge, I froze. I couldn't do anything...because...she can't see me. She can't feel me.

Then he came. He saved her.

That's when I knew that Cassie had died. She is now a new person and there is nothing I could do.

But I know that she saw me before sitting on this same bench, then standing next to Ed Sheeran. I knew she saw me. I knew she saw my pain when I was next to him, because I saw her's. Then she said my name.

I need to know how I can change. How I can be dead but yet be alive at the same time. Just like Kyle, Will, and Woody were before. I need to stop her from falling for Ed. I don't want Nina.

I want my Cassie back.