Haunting The Husband Who Ignored My Pleas

The bomb strapped to my chest had less than a minute on the timer.

I called my husband, begging him to save me.

"Kevin, please. This is real. I'm going to die."

But Kevin just sighed, his voice dripping with annoyance.

"Stop the drama, Michelle. Violet is having a panic attack because her cat is stuck in a tree. I don't have time for your jealousy games."

He hung up.

Moments later, the warehouse exploded, and I was gone.

But I didn't cross over. My spirit was tethered to Kevin, an invisible spectator to his life.

I watched him roll his eyes at my mother’s frantic calls.