I Sent My Wife to the Crematorium

On my birthday, my mom cooked a huge feast, planning to celebrate with me when she got home from work. But she said she was leaving. When my mom heard that, she was so furious she had a heart attack and died on the spot. My birthday became my mom's funeral. I called her and asked her to come, only to see her post: “After all the twists and turns, it was still you in the end.”