Let Them Suffocate
Language: en
On my sweet wife Alex’s 30th birthday, just before candle lighting, my husband Patrick and my best friend Chloe disappeared. After searching the hotel, captions suddenly appeared before my eyes: “Chloe is sleeping with the male lead to force the wife to find them. Smart.” “Go to the parking lot now! Wait—the car’s air conditioner is on. They might get carbon monoxide poisoning.” “Alex, move! Go save them!” I stood frozen, still processing what I was seeing, when my other friend Vanessa took my hand. “Let’s check the parking lot,” she suggested. The captions sighed in relief. “Good, someone…