Eternal Farewell: Her Love Endures

When I was brutally dismembered, my husband, Arthur Hewitt, was watching a movie with his adopted sister, who was an angelic bitch.

I called him ten times for help before I died, and he didn't answer a single one.

Half an hour later, my bloodstained phone received a message from him.

It read: [Bitch, stop bothering me!]