Death Date Floating Above My Ex-Wife’s Head

The day of my divorce, I got hit by a car.

When I woke up, everyone had a line of text floating above their heads.

The nurse: [27 years old, eight years from now, breast cancer.]

I picked up my phone. The first contact was my ex-wife, Vivian.

After a second of hesitation, I opened her social media.

Her latest post showed her and her new boyfriend in the Maldives, captioned "The rest of my life with you."

The location showed it was posted three hours ago.

Our divorce papers had been finalized just yesterday.