After My Death, My Resentful Wife Lost Her Mind

My brother Michael was in a terrible car accident on his way to meet me for drinks. His body was never found.

When my wife Sophia heard the news, she slapped me hard across the face.

Gripping my neck, she screamed in anguish, "I married you, but you still couldn't leave him alone! Why? Why couldn't it have been you who died instead!"

Years later, I was working late one night when a serial killer started stalking me. As I held my breath, desperately trying not to be discovered, Sophia's sudden phone call shattered the silence.