Frozen Apocalypse: Survival Over Love

Synopsis

In the extreme cold apocalypse, my husband Dulce Galvan stripped me naked and, together with his "first love",threw me onto a balcony at minus seventy degrees. Holding his mistress while wearing my fur coat, he pointed at me and cursed, "Esther, your skin is thick and you've got plenty of fat. Don't compete with Aylin for clothes." I froze alive into an ice sculpture, watching helplessly as they burned my wedding photos for warmth inside and slept together beside my corpse. Then I was reborn. As strange snow began to fall outside the window, I watched Dulce pack up the last of our hand warmers and bring them to the neighbor across the hall. "Esther, Aylin is weak. Stop being so selfish!" I smiled, opened the door for him, and sent him to his death. Then I turned around and slipped into the underground bunker I had built with my entire savings, sealing the only entrance shut. As he wailed outside, "Honey, I was wrong! Let me in! It’s minus fifty out here!" I was eating hot pot and singing, blowing a puff of warm air into the ventilation shaft: "Get lost. Don’t disturb me. I hear friction creates heat, so go rub against your beloved Aylin until you both die."