A Ten-Year Dream, All in Vain

I was a mortuary reconstruction specialist.

On the eve of my wedding, I restored the remains of an unidentified woman, only to discover, shockingly, that she was Mike’s long-missing mother.

Before I had a chance to tell him the news, I was kidnapped and dragged into an underground fighting arena.

They disfigured my face, poisoned my voice into silence, drugged me and tied me up onstage to be auctioned off as a human stress toy.

With my eyes swollen to a narrow slit, I saw Mike holding his lover, passionately kissing her amid the rowdy crowd.