After The Divorce, I Personally Sent My husband and My Best Friend to Hell

On my thirtieth birthday night, I stabbed my best friend with a cake knife when she was singing “Happy Birthday”.

She let out an agonized scream as blood soaked through her clothes.

We had planned this staged death a long time ago.

Sobbing, she begged me to do this act in front of my husband, so she wouldn’t have to repay her enormous credit card debt.

However, seven days later, when the police informed me that the forensic examination confirmed that she died on the spot, my whole body began to tremble.