Stone's Grave Casket

Prologue

“This will be the last time you choose that fucking club over me!” I screamed, throwing the nearly empty bottle of vodka at the door as he closed it behind him.

It wasn’t the first time he told me he had to go to work in the middle of the night, but it was going to be the last time. I hated him and that stupid club, and I was going to make him hate it for the rest of his life.

Opening another bottle, I took a few swigs before I got to work. I left a note for him on the bed before I drove to Grave Cremations and parked down the street so Stone wouldn’t see my car when he left. Then, I snuck inside and waited for his life to be ruined.