Ongoing
Raindrops hit me one by one, and despite it being summer, the cold felt unbearable. I lay in the mud, covered in blood, as my husband and former best friend dug a hole to bury me. Alice, my best friend, who had always struggled growing up, had been with me since university, where I paid for everything. Now, she and Nill, my husband, had betrayed me. "You took my place," Alice spat, "Now your wealth is ours." Though I was still alive, Alice ordered Nill to bury me deeper. They didn’t care if I lived or died. As my consciousness faded and a white light appeared, I vowed that if I survived, I would get revenge.
