I'm Dead Inside Meme Mga Nobela at Kwento

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"May I remind you that this is my fucking house and I can -" Dee cuts me off, tears rolling down her eyes. "My husband is dead." 😥😥😥😥😥😥

My fiancé sent me overseas and immediately burned my wallet, threw away my phone, and tore up my visa. He did it all to make sure I couldn't return home and ruin his wedding to his first love. His friends tried to warn him. "Don't go too far. What if your fiancée really gets angry?" But my fiancé didn't care at all. "She's gotten too spoiled because I've always treated her too well. I'm just teaching her to be more understanding. Besides, Yvonne and I aren't really getting married. I'm only doing this so her dying grandmother can pass away without regrets. Nothing will happen between us. Once the wedding is over, I'll make it up to Winnie." The moment his wedding ended, he rushed to find me

Miles pov “Oh shit..”. I bit my fingers in a panic as I stared at myself in the mirror. It’s just an illusion right? I have… Jesus I’m dead. It has to be an illusion, no one touched me yesterday, definitely not my stepuncle. It must be the drug, making me imagine I was being touched by him. It wasn’t a new thing I have always fantasized about my uncle, I have always cum to the thought of him every fucking time.

Kelvin disconnected me from the life-support machine, and I felt my strength ebbing away. "I can't die now, please give me a second chance," I whispered, my voice barely audible through the agony that wracked my body. Tears streamed down my face as I pleaded with fate to spare my life. Kelvin's face twisted into a cruel smile, his eyes gleaming with a sinister pleasure. "Goodbye, dear wife," he sneered. "See you never again." His voice was laced with disdain and satisfaction, and I knew I was staring into the face of pure evil.

When Mary came to clean the house that morning, she found the place in complete disarray, and Dad looked as though he had aged ten years overnight. He sat motionless on the couch, surrounded by a small mountain of cigarette butts. Mary thought he was devastated because of my death. She offered a few gentle words and quickly cleaned up. Dad didn't respond. He only stared at the bone sculpture in front of him, his hands trembling nonstop. None of Mary's words really sank in. The only thing that stayed with him was what she said at the end. "Mr. Wade, the dead are gone. You have to pull yourself together. Ms. Wade wouldn't want to see you like this from heaven."

I’d been fighting a war inside of my head for years now… Blaming myself for everything fucked-up that happened in my life… To the people I cared about. I’d been a dead man walking for a long time, anyway. I was already dead. Dead inside. The only difference going to war with Marcello would make… Would be putting my already dead body into a casket.

the voice chuckled, “were a pain to get.” “What’s the hell…” I whispered under my breath. The screen blinked again — now showing a faint image of what looked like… a mask? Smiling, expressionless, like a porcelain doll. “You’re probably wondering what this is,” the voice went on, still smug and snaky. “Short answer? You’re all dead. Long answer? Congratulations — you lucky little corpses have been chosen for a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.” My blood ran cold. “Dead?” I echoed, my voice barely a whisper. I could feel my hands trembling.

I cocked as I ended the call before I could get a reply. My phone rang again, Mimi's ID blared across the screen of my phone. I cocked a smile and sliding the call to end. I will deal with her when I'm less busy, if she wanted to thank me for saving her ass, she should save it. I'll make her pay for every single dime in due time. But for now, I had a funeral to added. I slide my phone into my purse as I swayed my hips into the building. It was euphoric, everyone decked in black, not a single one of the board members or anyone influential attended the funeral.

Meme asks. “We were official last week, Loyalty just needed a moment to catch up”, he deadpans. I dropped my mouth open in shock and Meme burst into laughter at my reaction. “Close your mouth, baby girl, before I'm tempted to put something in there, and I don’t care who is here to see it”. I snap my mouth shut and Meme laughs even harder until she starts choking. “Not funny Meme”, I barked at her as I headed back out of the bathroom to sit on the bed, followed by them.