Digital Star, The Death Date

My love story with Everett Hayes was the envy of all of Manhattan.

To propose to me, he spent millions buying up every digital billboard across the city to play our song.

I loved roses, so he planted an entire garden of them with his own two hands.

Yet, this was the exact same man who found a replacement while I was studying in London and kept her by his side for three full years.

I did not cry, nor did I throw a scene.

Instead, I quietly erased every trace of my legal identity.

I set the