She Died Yesterday...But Texted Me This Morning

On the night of her funeral, Daniel receives a text from his girlfriend. Three words: I didn't die. But he buried her. He saw her body. He watched the earth fall on her casket and said yes in a broken voice when they asked him to confirm who she was. What follows is a race through sixteen days of impossible revelation - dead women who text, frightened doctors with shaking hands, a best friend who kept a secret, a sister who warned too late, and a corporate intelligence network that built psychological weapons from stolen personal data.
Someone manufactured Elena's death to silence her. Someone used Daniel's love for her as the mechanism of his own deception. He had one choice: follow the trail she left him in the dark. She Died Yesterday. But Texted Me This Morning is the story of what love asks of you when it asks everything. A psychological thriller that moves at the speed of a text message, built on the premise that the most dangerous thing you can do to a person who has built a machine for reducing human beings to resources - is love someone so precisely that you refuse to let the reduction stand.
A novel in one hundred chapters. She lived.