The first night my girlfriend became queen, she killed herself after killing me.

My girlfriend became an A-list actress. The very first night she hit the big time, she stabbed me seventeen times. I bled out and died.

But after killing me, she took her own life.

In her hand, as she died, was a voice recorder. Engraved on it: "To Liam."

Inside, it was filled with a raw, agonizing mix of adoration and longing.

Liam was her idealized crush, the one she'd yearned for three years. He'd died in a car accident before she ever got the chance to confess her feelings.