Your Worthless Love Killed Me Twice

It was the eighth year of Kevin Henson's affair with his "gal pal," Cassandra Delgado.

I died on her husband's knife.

He stabbed me eighteen times.

The baby in my womb, five months along, didn't survive.

When it was done, he lifted my lifeless hand and pressed my finger to the phone's lock screen. Then he typed a message to Kevin, in my voice.

"Hey babe, whenever you and Cassie finish up today, come home early."

"I've got a big surprise for you two!"