Ten Years After I Died, My Memories Were Livestreamed
Ten years after my accidental death, my ex-husband Kevin, now police chief, dug my frozen brain out to put me on public trial. Technology can melt the brain into liquid to judge a soul’s good or evil, and everyone believed I was a heartless human-trafficking mastermind who ruined his career and hurt countless kids.
When the veil was lifted, the liquid glowed bright red—the color of pure goodness. My sealed memories were live-streamed across the city. The cruel, vicious version of me the public saw was all a disguise. I was actually an undercover informant, enduring endless torture, framing myself to save Kevin, hiding inside a criminal ring to rescue abducted children.
The beloved perfect wife Ella turned out to be the real villain, lying, framing me, stealing my charity credit, and watching me suffer to satisfy her jealousy. When all hidden memories unlocked, Kevin collapsed in regret, and the whole world finally knew they’d wronged an innocent, broken soul.
