When the Most Loved Becomes the Most Hated

In a dark alley, a stray dog pounced.

It mauled Mia, leaving her lifeless on the cold pavement.

By the time I found her and rushed her to the hospital, it was too late.

Her final words were a whisper in the night, "Don't cry, Madeline. Tell Ryan I bought the milk."

Tears streamed down my face when I dialed Ryan's number over and over, but each call went unanswered.

Racing to the bar, I saw Ryan onstage, holding Elena close. Their bodies moved sensually to the music.

Enraged, I confronted him with my voice trembling with anger, "Ryan, do you know Mia was bitten by a dog while buying milk…