His Dead Wife Went Viral Today
Language: en
After I died. The memorial service arranged by my only friend was smashed to pieces. Haters stood in front of my mourning hall with selfie sticks, livestreaming the wreckage. They kept muttering how "satisfying" it was. The chat rolled by in a synchronized wave of venom: Is the bitch finally dead? Good riddance. Meanwhile, my ex-husband had chartered a luxury yacht off the coast of Cabo. He and his new lover raised their champagne glasses, celebrating for seven days and seven nights. To the world, it seemed my early death was nothing short of poetic justice. Until one day, my diary was…