Marrying The Lethal Town Outcast

“My best friend Tiffany handed me a spiked drink to celebrate. Not long after, the town mob kicked down the door of a dirty trailer. They found me drugged and trapped in the dark with Rory Donovan, the town's exiled outcast. Tiffany stood at the front of the crowd with a Polaroid camera, screaming with fake tears. "How could you do something so shameful? You are a disgrace!" Because of that orchestrated night, my reputation was completely destroyed. I was dragged out into the dirt, stripped of my dignity, and forced into a miserable life of poverty and endless abuse. Tiffany stole my college acceptance letter, claiming my scholarship for herself while I scrubbed floors to pay off debts. After decades of bone-crushing labor and absolute loneliness, I died a pathetic death in a sterile hospital room, listening to my own heart monitor flatline. Until my dying breath, the phantom pain of a completely wasted life suffocated me. Why did the girl I trusted most orchestrate such a vicious trap to ruin me? Opening my heavy eyelids to the harsh glare of a neon beer sign, the sticky blood matting my hair told me this wasn't a dying hallucination. I was back on the exact night my life was supposed to end. Hearing the mob approaching outside, I didn't run like a coward this time. I turned to the dangerous outcast in the shadows and looked him dead in the eye. "We tell them we are engaged."”