face, and I suddenly regretted that when his whole skull exploded from my attack and big drops of blood came spilling out everywhere I feel

ed aggressively before it finally stopped mov

ound looking like a scaredy-cat begging for his life to be spared by me. "Miss Abraham, please. I was just tasked to bury yo

rs he was showing me but rather to the conf

? And, I lost it? He or she is now dead? Just because of someo

nswer but I didn't got myself ready for the kind

raham, miss. Yo

ed to bury me. He was about to run away that time but it's too late for that. I watched him unmoved as all of his blood came oozing from his head. I watched it without an

f fresh blood in my face and my neck like it was just nothing.

erer of mine, my so called 'husb

ked, I will just kill him immediately the moment I lay my eyes on him and I will not fucking care to whatever his reasons

above me, I already know it's early in the morning. I am supposed to feel hungry or s

think about myself right now. All I have to think

from my left even though it's still very far away from me. I looked at it's direction and waited for it to pass by me. But, when

uck driver suddenly noticed me and abruptly stepped on the brake causing t

ooked up at him, too. Just with a face void of any emotions. And, when he fi

d with fear upon realizing how I look right at that very moment. He stuttered hi

tone full of sarcasm. He gulped and took a step bac

eded to come closer to the passengers side of his truck. He tries to open up the door for me but I got to o

he time he came back to his self and then he run towards the driver's seat again. When the old man beside me was finally seated, I know we both can

because honestly, I didn't know where to find that murderer husband of mine. Because come to think of it, I still cannot remember who I am

not that hopeful. What if there are so many Abrahams in this city, or am I in a provi

s first name?" He asked me, stil

t I do not know the answer to that

I stared what's in front of

arest police station?" He grimac

wanted to execute a revenge on my so called murderer husband, I needed to blend in crowd. I don't need to be the center of attention wherev

n." He finally drove the truck off the road aga

the door and jumped off from his truck without looking back, and without even expressing a simple 'thank you' at him. And, when he drove his truck away from th

o think like a real killer? Really, since when? "Ohh my god, ma'am!" An on duty nurse behind the informati