The Last Wife's Insurance

It was hard to tell if her dreams had come true. The guy she'd married, the one who'd promised her the moon turned out not to exist. Life was about waking up, surviving the day, and catching a nap if it felt safe enough to go to bed.

As the doorbell rang she froze, not certain if she would open it or hide in a dark corner like she used to do on those rare occasions a stranger, not aware, dared to visit the owner of the house.

Anyone home? Maam I have a one-time offer for you. It's not too late to escape.

Escape... was the magic word that made her open the door. A face, a broad smile, a gentleman stepped into the hallway.

You are the chosen one, all you need is to sign this piece of paper.

Life Insurance it said, what does that mean? She hesitated, a vague memory of Faust. Why not she thought there was nothing to lose I was dead meat already.

Do you need my blood?

The man looked up in surprise, a pen would do ma'am, there's nothing more to it.

He looked familiar, a man, but she no longer felt fear of this species of humankind.

Take my hand dear, before it's too late. Armageddon is right around the corner.

What about the payment, I have no money.

You paid enough.

She held his hand it felt warm and comforting.

Was she flying?

As she opened her eyes she couldn't believe what she saw. This is exactly how I imagined Paradise would look like, she thought.
Soft, pink, calm, peaceful and no man around which was the best of all. There was no longer a reason to care... It sounded like music to her ears.

An itch on her back made her realize she'd even grown wings. She couldn't help smiling and flapped them carefully afraid to damage the delicate, extra accessories she had dreamed of her entire life.

A sight of relief escaped her body.

Is this what the 7th heaven looked like?

No dear, this is the 11th dimension, you deserve way better. You are no longer the last wife but the first woman in the universe. You are safe Lilith enjoy, no one will ever harm you again. The words felt like the warm embrace she had longed for her entire life.

Armageddon arrived at dawn. With disgust, he looked at the lifeless woman on the floor.

Dump her with the trash in the outskirts, he ordered the upset servant. He wouldn't spend a penny on that useless wife's funeral.

28-3-2024

Prompts: the last woman - insurance - 11th dimension

The picture is AI-generated by me