Haunting The Husband Who Ignored My Pleas

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ence, reeking of formaldehyde and the metalli

able. They had cleaned off the debris, leavi

couldn't look away. I was forced to witness my own autopsy, performed b

ke a singular, unblinking eye. "Autopsy of Jane Doe. Case numbe

brilliant pathologist. As a man, he was morally bank

hile, peeling back the layer

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leaned in closer, his bro

d out. His voice wa

ver, snapping to

d. He used the forceps to point

der the harsh exam

aight, stripping off his bloody gloves with a sharp s

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ded me-the overwhelming fatigue, the missed period I had dismissed as the byproduct of a s

killed me. I curled into a ball in the air, sobbing s

William whisper

austion rather than sorrow. He ran a

ked, a hint of judgmen

to wake up tomorrow and realize he lost his girlfriend and his kid. But

amed, my voice soundless against

. He looked at his reflection in the metal d

he lab ASAP," Kevin order

he screen lit up with a picture

fessional mask dropped, replaced by

s. "Yeah, I'm almost done. Are you okay

g to her voice, tinny and

ned. "I had a nightmare abou

promised, his voice dripping with re

hun

again. This time, the scre

ng with irritation. He rolled hi

silencing the call wi

William asked. "She's called the

r keys. "They feed off each other's drama. If I answer, I'll be on the phone for an hour l

ng his weight. "They released the description of t

oor. He looked back a

split second, doubt f

e exactly with the trauma. Besides, Michelle is terrified of fire. She wouldn't go

heavy door clicki

dragged through the wall, leaving my body