They squandered my inheritance, made tea from my ashes, and celebrated my clean death.
Reborn on the wedding day, I looked at myself in the mirror wearing a wedding dress and smiled at the MC: "The process is the same as before."
When the wedding march sounded, I took the microphone:
"Before exchanging vows, please listen to a "wedding gift" that my husband and best friend gave me."
The recording was played, and the whole place was dead silent——
That was the conversation where they discussed how to dispose of my body in a chemical pool and how to make tea from my ashes.
The big screen lights up simultaneously: his gambling debt record, her evidence of plagiarism, the birth certificate of their illegitimate child.
The siren sounds from far to near.
I took off my veil and whispered to the live camera:
"I received the gift. Now, it's my turn to return the gift."
Later, they knelt down and begged me for forgiveness.
I lit the billion-dollar check that they had coveted all their lives, and the firelight reflected my calm face:
"Some things are cleaner when burned than left for maggots."
Concept: A woman's brokenness and reconstruction. Take root deeply and grow quietly. Towards the light. Also, be the light.