When my darling's childhood sweetheart magically cut me in half under the guise of a magic trick, we were still on the phone discussing what position to try next time.
I died on the spot, but my darling told her childhood sweetheart to just throw me into the river, saying if I wanted to play dead, I should go all out.
Two days later, my darling finally remembered me because she wanted to make the most exquisite sex toy for her childhood sweetheart.
She took the best equipment, wanting me to dive and find the finest diamond for her childhood sweetheart, but couldn't find any trace of me.
"If you find the best diamond for Wylie, I'll never take off the wedding ring you gave me again."
In the end, she broke down in tears, only to find half a mangled body with indistinguishable features left in the prop box.