Divorced, Dead... And Put On Trial
I am the biggest female drug lord in Riverdale, who gets shot in the head during a crackdown operation.
As soon as the news breaks, the entire internet celebrates.
People even crowdfund to take over a giant screen in the city square to display my obituary photo.
They say I filled Riverdale with drugs and single-handedly destroyed countless families. They accuse me of leaking operation routes, causing the deaths of my ex-husband's 13 anti-drug force teammates.
Hundreds of thousands sign a petition demanding my ashes be crushed and turned into tiles for public restrooms.
To calm the overwhelming public anger, my ex-husband, Tyler Lowell, who is now captain of the anti-drug force, decides to launch a public hearing across the internet to livestream my entire life of alleged crimes.
On the day of the trial, people thronged the city square.
"A woman like her deserves to be cut up into a thousand pieces! How many families are destroyed because of the drugs she sells?"
"I hear she is ruthless. She would even stoop to making a three-year-old do her bidding. She is inhumane!"
"She got so many anti-drug officers killed. I want to see her end up in hell!"
Tyler presses the start button with a blank expression.
The crowd's furious curses come crashing down like waves. It is as if they want to tear me apart and condemn me forever.
But in the next second, what appears on the giant screen is me in a uniform, standing under the national flag and taking a solemn oath.
In that instant, the entire square falls silent.