After I Died, My Fiance Knelt in Front of My Grave and Begged for Forgiveness

On the day I was tortured to death by a criminal, my fiancé Jason Roberts was helping a schoolmate's cat deliver her kittens.

The last message he sent me before I died read as follows.

"Ebby's cat is having a difficult birth and needs my help. Worst case, we can get married in the city hall tomorrow. Don’t be so dramatic."

But for me, there was no tomorrow.

Three days later, my body was discovered, and Jason himself performed the autopsy.

The injury report detailed multiple comminuted wounds on the body, and many parts had been dismembered.