When I Died in a Car Crash, My Wife Was with Her Ex

While I was undergoing chemotherapy for cancer, my wife was with her ex-boyfriend.

When I told my wife I was going to die, she sneered, “It would be great if you really did die.”

On my way to see her, I got into a car accident. The driver who hit me threw me off an overpass.

Only when the police called and asked her to identify the body, torn apart by a wolfdog, did she believe what I'd told her was true.

I had died just as she wanted, yet she clutched my shattered cochlear implant and wept uncontrollably.