Shattered Vows, Broken Lives

Our trip to the San Juan Islands was supposed to save my marriage. I loved Chloe completely, even sacrificing a kidney for her years ago. This getaway, she promised, was just for us.

But onshore, her icy betrayal began. She smashed my satellite phone, threw my wallet in the water, and watched Marcus pour my vital kidney medication into the sea. "Liam needs this baby," she hissed. "You were always a complication." They left me to die, stranded on that desolate island.

I died that night, alone. I awoke a ghost, trapped as an unseen witness.