The Night I Should Have Walked Away from Her

The night I had drunken sex with Aaliyah, she'd just broken up with her boyfriend Logan.

In the end, she married me.

My marriage was quiet and happy. I once thought we'd be together forever.

Until Logan died of illness, and she went to his funeral.

That's when she found out Logan had originally wanted to get back together with her—but he'd walked in on us having sex, so he gave up.

Aaliyah hated me to the bone after that.

She insisted on divorcing me and humiliated me in every way she could.

As I lay dying, she leaned in and whispered in my ear:

"Your love disgusts me."