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Better Dead Than Married
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Synopsis
After Death
Unattainable Love
Childhood Sweethearts
Female Solidarity
Besties Marrying Together
Divorced Besties
Ariel and I married into the Jahn family—and got knocked up around the same time. I landed Edmond, the older brother and a hotshot forensic pathologist. She got Philip, the cop. At six months pregnant, I started bleeding. Instead of rushing me to the ER, Edmond dragged me into an OR. "Keyla was in a car crash. Messed up her leg. Whatever this is, deal with it later. Help her first." Ariel tried yanking me out, but Philip was already outside, blocking the door. "Keyla's the patient. If you've got an ounce of medical ethics, you'll save her." We were trapped. So, we did the surgery. Then Keyla had someone cut us open and dump our bodies in the woods. We died hating them all. Edmond and Philip didn't figure it out till they dug us up—too little, way too late.
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Better Dead Than Married Chapter 15
Keyla got sentenced. The evidence was solid, and turns out, Ariel and I weren't her first victims. With everything stacked up, the death penalty wasn't even shocking.Revenge? Done.Ariel and I felt lighter, like we could finally move on. But first, we made one last stop at the Jahn estate.Lights were off in the living room. I remembered Ariel and me curled up on that couch, talking about the kids we'd raise someday.I figured the place would be empty. But Edmond and Philip were there, sitting right where we used to.In front of them? Bowls of boxed mac and cheese—the cheap, sad kind. Nothing like the meals we used to cook with real ingredients, soup, sides, the whole thing.Philip's stomach growled. He didn't say a word, just dropped his head and took a bite. A few mouthfuls in, the sobs hit."Edmond, I miss Ariel."Edmond froze, fork halfway up. For a long second, nothing. Then, barely audible—"I miss Emma."They didn't finish the food. Saying our names was enough to kill
Better Dead Than Married Chapter 14
Keyla snapped out of her fog and backed up, eyes darting between Edmond and Philip like she couldn't believe it. Her voice was sharp, accusing.Honestly, it had to sting. The same guys who ditched us and treated her like some queen were now here with the cops, ready to drag her out."Edmond, Philip, are you insane?!"Edmond didn't flinch. He pointed toward the basement for the others, then looked straight at her."We're not the crazy ones. You are."His voice was ice. As she kept squirming, he pulled out a camera.I knew that camera—Keyla's sick little trophy. The one she used to record everything.There we were: Ariel and me, dragged into that dark room, fighting the ropes, trying to escape. Every brutal second caught on tape. Just watching it made my chest tighten.Edmond and Philip didn't blink, just stared—tears streaming down their faces.And seeing them like that? Keyla laughed."Spare me the fake tears. You didn't give a damn when they were alive. Now they're dead and
Better Dead Than Married Chapter 13
I followed Edmond into the basement, totally floored. Who knew there was this whole secret room hiding behind a wall?If he hadn't tripped over some random wine bottle, we probably never would've found it.The deeper we went, the darker it got. When we finally hit the back, I froze.Right in the middle was this ridiculously fancy bed, rose petals everywhere, red gauze hanging like it was trying too hard to be romantic. But the walls? Lined with bloodstained tools. Every kind you could imagine.Edmond stopped cold. After a beat, he stepped in, sniffed a smudge on the wall."Human blood."I didn't know whose blood it was, but with that much splattered around, there was no way Keyla was dodging an investigation.I watched Edmond, way more nervous than when he proposed. This was it—our shot at justice. He couldn't blow it now.But he just... left. Walked back to the living room like nothing happened.My heart sank. Seriously? He was still gonna cover for her?Then—sirens.Ariel
Better Dead Than Married Chapter 12
The slippers at the door? Backwards. Edmond's weird little habit. Only someone who lived with him would know that. Yet here they were, flipped just like he always did.Then I saw the photo frame—same exact one Ariel and I chose for our wedding, the best friend edition. But inside it? A picture of the three of them, grinning like it was the happiest day of their lives.Honestly, Edmond and Philip looked more alive in that photo than they ever did at our actual weddings.Every corner of her place—room layout, decor, even the tiny stuff—felt ripped straight from mine and Ariel's homes.She wasn't just creepy. She was unoriginal. Like she couldn't come up with a single thing that was actually hers.I took one last look around. No way I was sticking around to watch the three of them get all cozy. I left and headed downstairs to meet Ariel.Too bad I missed what happened next—somewhere between drinks and small talk, Philip stumbled on something.***Back at the Jahn estate, Edmond an
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