“It was as if doing that would make me feel better. You once said you loved me, that you’d do anything for me. That’s why I could
comfortably wallow in my own misery. I didn’t expect you to die. I really didn’t!”
Samantha was lost in her emotions, crying uncontrollably.
“Joziah, can you forgive me? Just this once, for the last time!” She collapsed in front of the morgue bed and gazed deeply at my
deteriorating corpse.
And then she did something completely unexpected.
She took off her wedding ring and slid it onto my skeletal finger.
As I recalled the past, a wave of disgust washed over me.
I had worn that wedding ring for just one day, which was the day of our wedding
That night, Samantha forced me to take it off. She had said I didn’t deserve it, and if I ever put it back on, she would break my
hand.
But now, she was the one placing it on my finger.
A late love? Who was she trying to fool?
I felt nothing but revulsion.
The morgue was thick with the smell of decay. The others couldn’t stand it and had long since fled. Even Isaac had disappeared.
But Samantha couldn’t smell it. She couldn’t smell anything.
She even leaned down to embrace my skeleton, as though we were a married couple sleeping side by side.
A sweet smile played at the corners of her lips.
I guessed Samantha had probably lost her mind.
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