Tales From The MIND

6

The 5th of August is my most hāted day of the year. That was because, it was the same day I mūrdered my brother to take over his fiancee and his property.

It all was planned by I and Jasmine, my brother's fiancee, and we execūted him without anyone knowing.

It began 3 years ago when my brother, Benjamin came home one Sunday afternoon and introduced a lady to me whom he said was his future wife. Immediately our hands touched, their was an instant supernatural connection.

When I looked into her eyes, I knew that I was looking at the most beautiful woman I'd ever seen. Her smile was so charming that I knew at once that I was looking at the love of my life.

It was a few months after I graduated from UNN as a Civil Engineer. I had come to my brother's place in Abuja to stay with him while I looked for a job. Since he was always busy with his bank job, I was the one doing all the house chores.

I hāted this. Just because I was jobless, he had the effrontery to turn me into a slãve. Not like he gives money when I ask. Sometimes when I ask him for money to buy clothes or party with my friends, he'll give excuses and delay for long.

I fell in love with Jasmine, and it wasn't long before she reciprocated the love. She confessed to me that she didn't want anyone else in the world, but me. That was how we started dating behind my brother's back. Sometimes we'll even have sēx in his bedroom when he's away at work.

On that fateful day, I and Jasmine planned Benny's death. She prepared a delicious meal of fried rice and chicken, then put rat pōisōn in it for him. He was eating and smiling, looking at his lovely fiancee, not knowing that his end had come.

We went ahead to give him physical injuries, then called the neighbors that my brother had come home drunk, and died while walking up the stairs. Everyone believed us.

Benny's burial happened a few weeks later in the village, and we got married after a few months. People had forgotten what took place, and saw my marriage to Jas as a natural occurrence.

Today is my brother's death anniversary, and we're holding a memorial service for him.

By exactly 12 am, I stepped into my inner room when no one was watching, and Jasmine's soul was there in my mirror, tied with a big, red rope. She was slowly weeping blood.

It's another day to renew the spell I cast on her which made her kïll her husband to get married to me.
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Caleb
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