A Stolen Heart: Goodbye Forever

I never imagined I would die at the hands of my husband, Jonathan Lewis. Even worse, I never thought he would do it to save his first love, Selena Quigley.Just an hour earlier, Selena had called Jonathan. Her voice had broken with each sob. "Jon, the doctor said my heart can't hold out much longer. I'm still so young. I don't want to die!""Don't be afraid. I'm here." He had soothed her with a tenderness I had never received from him.Then, he lit one cigarette after another.After I was rushed into the emergency room after the car accident, he manipulated the anesthesia dosage.That was because I was O blood type, just like Selena. I had also registered as a volunteer organ donor long ago. The moment I died, she would receive my heart. As my soul drifted away, I listened to the doctor pronounce my death. They then sliced through my chest with a scalpel and removed my heart.Even in death, the pain surged through me. It was a torment that made me writhe and cry out, "Jonathan,

I watched as the color drained from Jonathan's face. He clenched his fists, and panic crossed his face. "D-Did Madeline really die in a car accident?" he asked. His voice was trembling. "I thought that was a scam call."The police officer frowned. "If you weren't sure, you should have called your wife or checked with the traffic police and the hospital. It wouldn't have taken long. Your wife passed away two months and thirteen days ago. Didn't it seem strange that you couldn't reach her?"But back then, Jonathan had been preoccupied with Selena, who had just undergone a heart transplant. He hadn't had a moment to think of me.Now, he seemed unable to accept that I was gone. "Madeline was always so careful on the road. How could she have been in a car accident?" he demanded with displeasure."She went to the bakery to pick up a birthday cake, and a drunk driver hit her," the police officer explained.Jonathan froze upon hearing that. His face grew paler. Suddenly, it dawned on hi

"Jonathan, wake up!" I shouted. Seeing him like this stirred an anxious pang in me. I didn't care if he died; I just didn't want him to die beside me. I had endured enough while I was alive. I had been trapped in his games and manipulation. The idea of being connected to him, even in death, felt unbearable.But he couldn't hear me. Instead, he shivered and clutched my lifeless body tighter.Thankfully, Jonathan's parents, Bernard Lewis and Katherine Miller, rushed over the moment they heard of my death. When they found him unconscious in the ice coffin, they immediately took him to the hospital.Jonathan's fever burned relentlessly for a week. Even in his coma, he murmured my name over and over. His temperature wouldn't break, and they eventually moved him to the intensive care unit.On the eighth day, Jonathan finally woke. However, his eyes were vacant, like those of a puppet. "Jon, what's wrong? Don't scare us like this!" Katherine cried out, her eyes swollen and red.W

Selena's face turned ashen, but she let out a hysterical laugh."What's the point of all this now? Madeline is dead. You were the one who killed her! Not even death could make her forgive you."Jonathan's pupils contracted sharply. "That's why I have to make things right by making sure all of you atone for what you did."…After leaving the hospital, Jonathan returned home and sat beside the ice coffin. He scribbled some words on his thigh. They read, "I'm sorry, Maddy," and "I deserve to die."Despite the words written all over him, he appeared numb. He gazed at my lifeless body and softly asked, "Did it hurt like this all the time? How did you endure it?"After my parents died, it was his love that kept me going. Ironically, it was only after my death that I learned he had once been a bully himself.Like Selena and her friends, who had blackmailed and tormented me with humiliating videos for seven years, Jonathan used similar evidence to torture them for seven years.None of