The Ruined Bride of Velvet Nights by Brick Moving Ant

Chapter 94

  • Chapter 3

  • Then inspiration struck. I threw myself across Dave’s body, wailing. “Baby, what are we going to do? If we don’t get you cremated before 11 AM, your soul won’t find peace!

  • The other families in the waiting room turned to stare.

  • 1 dropped to my knees, clasping my hands. “In my grandmother’s culture, there’s a belief that cremation has to happen before 11 AM, or the soul can’t cross over. Please. I’m begging you could we possibly go ahead of you?”

  • Some looked sympathetic, others skeptical, most just uncomfortable.

  • I pulled out my phone. “I’ll send each family $3,000 through Venmo right now.”

  • Money talks. They agreed immediately.

  • After transferring the cash, I wheeled Dave toward the cremation chamber.

  • I noticed his middle finger twitching. Still trying to flip me off, even at the end.

  • I leaned down and whispered, “Scared now, aren’t you? Should’ve thought about this before you

  • decided to screw me over.”

  • The crematorium technician asked me to wait in the lobby.

  • I pressed a thousand–dollar bill into his hand. “Please, let me stay with my husband until the very

  • end.”

  • “Rest in peace, darling,” I said sweetly as I helped slide him into the chamber and hit the ignition

  • button.

  • The flames roared to life.

  • Moments later, the doors burst open.

  • Carol and Mike had made it.

  • When Carol saw the flames through the chamber window, she collapsed in a dead faint.

  • Nightc

  • 80.3%

  • “Shut it down! He’s not dead? Mike showed, rushing toward the control.

  • I said sharply.

  • pronounced him dead and signed the

  • alive? Want to explain

  • Mike froze, trembling

  • never saw dds

  • 1 just meant…. he’ll always be alive in our hearts,” Mike backpedaled desperately

  • knew he was looking at serious jail time if he admitted what he’d done.

  • would

  • there for a second,” the

  • he was alive going in, he

  • shot up inside the

  • I jumped.

  • worry about that,” the

  • heat. Happens all

  • “Oh, thank goodness!”

  • and I both

  • Dave’s final struggle.

  • doubled over and

  • of being an accessory to

  • doc?” I asked innocently.

  • 80.5%

  • I can’t.” he gasped, collapsing to his

  • back to the hospital.

  • his belongings, then headed

  • saw her. I broke down in tears and hangged her

  • previous life. Mom had sold her house to

  • doing double shifts at the diner and cleaning

  • failed her then. Never

  • once everything’s settled, we’re going to

  • young, and Mom had raised me solo, working three jobs to put me through college.

  • meatloaf with mac and cheese–comfort food she rarely splurged on anymore.

  • she mentioned

  • last week–just a quick

  • had misheard and printed it as 40x.

  • left it on the coffee table, but it had

  • someone had won $200 million with a ticket from that same

  • store.

  • my lucky ticket,” she chuckled sadly. “But what can you do? I’m just getting forgetful in my old age.”

  • and checked the store number. It matched the convenience store near Mom’s house.

  • found your ticket. We

  • actually won

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