The blood runs down her arms, another drop of blood falls to the floor filling the puddle of blood beneathe her feet. Nothing could prepare her for the pain she was put through tonight.
The blood runs down her arms, another drop of blood falls to the floor filling the puddle of blood beneathe her feet. Nothing could prepare her for the pain she was put through tonight.
“How could he do this to me”, she whispered aloud to no one but, her company of loeliness. He was her life support. the reason for her to go on. There was nothing left to live for now w/o him by her side.
She thought of the sight of those two together. She was supposed to be his only love. But that all changed real fast. They both looked happy knowing that they were both killing her.
Suddenly all of her thoughts stopped and death took her mind. John walked in with the wedding planner. He was supposed to propose to her after he got home, but all he came home to was death. Nothing more. No love no feeling just death.
He picked up the knife and slit his throat. But not before he said the words “Not even death can keep me from you”.