Thump.
The quaint book's leather cover once again rested itself upon its sheets, as the pale, slender hands that cuddled it clenched abruptly. The sound of the door's opening resounded within the woman's ears, causing her to jolt before she heaved a deep breath.It was time.When the door opened, a handsome man with platinum blonde hair and a rough stubble entered, a curve of his lips lifting from his originally austere face. He ambled past the intricate walls, approaching her slim figure as he spread out his two wide arms, nudging her into his embrace.
"I'm back." His sonorous voice whispered, as his breath tickled her ears. A shade of pink swathed her cheeks, but she swiftly calmed her rapidly speeding heartbeat, shutting the lingering doubts clouding her mind as she gingerly yanked the knife that was hidden under the quaint book's protection.A flash of grim determination flitted past her splendor eyes, before vanishing in the blink of an eyes.
She carefully turned her body, a bright smile plastering on her face as she returned the man's hug."Welcome home, sweetheart." She paused, taking in this warm and pleasurable ambience as grief welled up in her eyes. Yet she had no choice. She fell in love with a man she shouldn't have. She fell in love with a man she was supposed to hate.As the hand that held her knife crawled to the back of the man's chest, it trembled slightly, before ferociously piercing into the fragile clothing.
The blonde man's pupils shrunk, as befuddlement appeared within them. Uttering, he stammered, "Y-you..""I'm sorry." Her voice cracked."...But why?" He asked, but until his vitality grew dim and his body stilled, he never obtained an answer.'You were a corrupt man. An avaricious person who coveted money so dearly to the point that you would mistreat your own people. And yet. For just one woman, just one me, you would change everything, even your true nature. But even so . . .you killed my mother.
My mother who raised me on her own, cared deeply for me as she prepared our daily, delicious meals. She was the person that protected me from everything, the sole reason that I still lived until now. She was..my light. But now. I'm not so sure anymore.' She wanted to say, but in the end, because of one reason or another, she couldn't.She just endlessly wept under the crescent moon, grieving for the loving husband she had just lost. The day after, she was never seen again.
