Just after 1 p.m. on February 8, 2007, Brigitte Neven noticed that Anna Nicole Smith’s chest wasn’t rising and falling like a normal sleeping person. Something wasn’t right. In fact, something was terribly wrong, which Brigitte soon realized when she tried to shut Anna’s agape jaw and it wouldn’t close. It was stiff.

Brigitte Neven is, in fact, the woman who actually found Anna Nicole Smith’s lifeless body. The story you might have heard was that she was discovered unconscious by her “private nurse.” Brigitte is not a nurse. There was a nurse in the room, Tasma Brighthaupt, wife of Anna’s bodyguard, Maurice “Big Moe” Brighthaupt, but “Tas” was at the foot of Anna’s king size bed, intently working on her computer, unaware of the deadly silence lying in the bed behind her. This day, like many in the previous few months in the life of the woman who was famous for being famous, would be spent in bed.

Anna Nicole Smith had a routine: she would start her day with a shot around 9 a.m. of “longevity drugs” — a varying combination of vitamin B12, immunoglobulins, and human growth hormone. The combination of drugs is said to maintain energy, decrease body fat and improve mood and motivation. She’d then go back to bed and sleep into the afternoon, wake up, eat something, drink something, take something, watch a little TV, and sleep some more. Then, repeat. The last few years, and in particular the last few months since the death of her beloved son Daniel, her life was an endless cycle of depression and sadness, blurred and numbed by a dangerous combination of drugs and alcohol. But this day was unlike the others. Something had happened. Something had pushed the voluptuous beauty over the edge. And now she was free-falling from the living to the dead.

Excerpted from “Blonde Ambition: The Untold Story Behind Anna Nicole Smith’s Death“ by Rita Cosby. Copyright © 2007. Reprinted by permission of Grand Central Publishing.