My husband and son want me to die

Summary

On my birthday, my son stabbed me.

He cried, "Mom, I have to! The System said that if you don't die, I can't live."

My heart ached for him. I grabbed his hand, the one holding the knife, and plunged it into myself.

A second later, my own System told me he was lying.

As I faded into darkness, I heard him talking to my husband.

"Dad, your plan worked perfectly. I told her what you said, and she stabbed herself."

"Good. Let's go bury her now. Once she's gone, your Aunt Ivy can finally be part