Love and Separation Are Indescribable1
When I was dismembered, my husband, Luke Turner, was accompanying his lover to buy baby supplies.
On the phone, I cried, shouted, and even knelt to beg him. "You can hate me or even kill me, but the child is innocent. If you come now, the child can still be saved!"
He said disgustedly, "Get lost, you deserve to die! You don't deserve to have my child!"
A week later, the dismembered body of a pregnant woman was found at an abandoned construction site.
He cursed the killer's cruelty and searched everywhere for the missing body.
Yet he didn't realize that the body was his most hated wife.
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By the time my body was found, it was so decomposed that it was unrecognizable, and the summer heat made the amniotic fluid from my body emit a foul odor.
When Luke and his team approached, many couldn't help but vomit.
His face turned pale, and he approached with a mask on, but couldn't help vomiting by my body.
The coroner patted Luke's back while reporting the simple autopsy results.
"The victim was about 30 weeks pregnant, and she..."
The coroner paused and said, "She died in excruciating pain."