Your Mistress Texted My Dead Body
Language: en
I died in the quietest way possible. After finishing a batch of the caramel puddings Daniel loved so much, I lay down on the recliner in the living room to catch my breath. I closed my eyes, and they simply never opened again. There were so many things I still wanted to tell him. I wanted to tell him that I didn't hate him anymore. I wanted to tell him I’d finally forgiven him for the blurred lines and whispered secrets he shared with his assistant, Tiffany. But those words, like my breath, vanished into the ether. They say everything ends when you die, but my soul felt glued to the…