Chapter 1Ghosting My Toxic Family
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I’m the only sane person in my family.
My mom is a total yandere, obsessed with forcing her twisted love onto my dad 24/7.
My dad has severe mental health issues. If he’s not having a breakdown at home, he’s in an ambulance being rushed to the ER.
My brother inherited the "best" of both worlds. He’s a total doomer who hates the world, and his idea of romance is trying to convince the love of his life to jump off a building with him.
As the only normal human being capable of stopping them from going full psycho, I have a slight problem.
I’m dead.
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I died, and my soul is currently floating next to my mom.
She doesn't know I'm gone yet. She’s in her corner office, staring at her monitor. The screen shows a live feed of our house—specifically, my dad sitting on the balcony, staring into space.
She reaches out, caressing the screen obsessively, and even gently kisses the pixels where his face is.
I facepalm.
Standard operating procedure.
If she were at home, she’d be clinging to him like a koala twenty-four-seven.
"Ms. Chang, Sunny hasn't been home since the day before yesterday. Her phone is going straight to voicemail."
My mom’s cell rings. It’s the housekeeper.
Mom doesn't even look away from the computer screen.
"It's fine. Sunny probably just wants some space. She’s fine."
Sunny is me. I am Sunny.
She hangs up, scrolls through her gallery, finds a PDA-heavy selfie of her and Dad, and texts it to Dad’s ex-girlfriend.
Yes, you heard that right. Dad’s ex.
“Sorry, looks like our love is still unbreakable today.”
She hits send with a smug look.
Ever since Mom stole Dad from his ex years ago, her hobby has been "force-loving" my dad and then DMing intimate pics to the ex to flex.
The ex replies almost instantly.
“One day, you’re going to regret everything.”
Mom lets out a cold, dismissive laugh and types back:
“I’ll worry about that when I regret it.”
What Mom doesn’t know is that the ex was triggered. In fact, she was so triggered that my dismembered body is currently chilling in her deep freezer.
Today is Day 2 of being dead.