Before I finally died, I endured one thousand stabs.
It was an ordeal.
Then he tossed our bodies into the bathtub.
He cradled Jodie's ashes in his arms and held a wedding.
As my soul drifted beside him, I saw the madness in his eyes.
I realized how blind I had been.
But by then, it was far too late.
I should've known this from the call Jodie made at our wedding when she returned from abroad seven years ago.
She had abandoned Zayne and provoked me in the first place.
Still, I stood no chance against her.
In our loveless marriage, I had suffered for seven years.
It only ended with my death.
When I opened my eyes again, I was lying in a hospital room.
Full of regret, a nurse told me that my baby didn't make it.
I slowly moved my hands to my belly. Now, there was nothing left but the loose skin, a faint reminder of the child that had once been there.
Staring blankly at the ceiling, I reached for my phone on the pillow beside me.
I wanted to text Zayne to tell him I wanted a divorce.
That was when his call came through.
I pressed the answer button.
Before I could say a word, he started yelling, "What the hell are those rumors online? Did you start them? Are you out of your mind? Do you even know how much damage this is doing to the hospital? You better take it down now. I can't stand you for another day. Do you even realize spreading lies is illegal? Can you, for once, act like a normal human being?
"Delete it! Or I'm divorcing you on the spot."
Before I could even process his words, he hung up on me.
Hatred swelled up, drowning out my reason.
I dug my nails deep into my palms, my knuckles shaking from the pressure.
But this time, Jodie was fine, and Zayne hadn't done anything overtly illegal. I had no grounds to call the police on him.
His words echoed in my mind. I unlocked my phone and checked.
It turned out, that on the day of the car accident, some random passerby had filmed a video and posted it online.
People noticed right away how no one seemed to care when I called for help, even though I was in critical condition.
The hospital's emergency department was being dragged across the internet, trending for all the wrong reasons.
If Robert hadn't stepped in, things could've gotten even worse. Maybe the whole hospital would've been forced to shut down.
I searched for the hospital's account, only to find it had been deleted after being flooded with hate.