You're my heartbreaking suicide note.

Landon Thorne and I? We were infamous, a legendary toxic couple in our circles.

After ten grueling years, we finally called a truce.

The day Landon got back in town, he decided to make a grand gesture for some new girl. He tore my bar apart, all to put a smile on some pretty face.

I ripped into him for it.

“Tsk, loved smashing your place, didn’t I? What kind of compensation do you want? Name your price.”

What could a dying person possibly ask for?

It wasn’t until my last follow-up appointment that I knew. I was out of time.