Blizzard

I lived a life of enviable luxury in my pristine Colorado mountain cabin, nestled deep in the Rockies.

Then, I died, frozen solid just outside my own front door.

My last sight was Ethan, my boyfriend, feasting on my food inside, watching me claw at the glass until my fingers bled.

His family, the Scotts, laughed as I froze, adjusting curtains to block me out, celebrating my demise.

They left me to perish in the brutal blizzard, utterly and completely abandoned.

That death was absolute, excruciating, and unforgettable.