The Day I Died, She Finally Knew My Truth

I walked out of Chino State Prison, a free man, but my body carried a death sentence.

The clanging gates closed behind me, a period at the end of five lost years.

The California sun felt too bright on my face, and my lungs burned with the fatal lung cancer I’d contracted inside.

I had one final wish: to have my ashes scattered at Point Sublime, a remote, sacred spot in the Grand Canyon I’d promised to share with Olivia, years ago, our forever place.

But then Olivia Hayes, my past love, now engaged to my former best friend and tormentor, Marcus Thorne, appeared.