Thrown to the OceanThree hours after my engagement banquet ended, I was stuffed into a burlap sack and thrown straight into the ocean. By the time deep-sea divers found me, my body had swollen into something grotesque and barely recognizable.
The police called my fiancé right away to come identify the remains, but he could not have sounded less interested. "So, she's dead. So what? I'll show up at the funeral when the time comes."
Left with no choice, the police dialed the second starred contact in my phone. It was my own brother.
He laughed so hard that he doubled over. "Dead? Last I checked, it's not April Fools'. Not a funny joke. And do me a favor. Tell Selene Corvin I couldn't care less about her corpse. Throw it back in the ocean to feed the fish. I don't care."
He did not know that I did end up as fish food for a very long time.
The moment my remains appeared on that massive screen, however, both my fiancé and my brother lost their minds.