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 I slowly drew my sharp knife out of her stomach. Blood trickled from the cut, staining her new evening dress.

"What a shame," I whispered, "That she would never see you in it."

The ginger didn't even have time to respond as I kicked her chest, causing her to cough out blood. This was the last thing she did before she died. Her limp, lifeless body lay on its side. She hadn't even gone cold yet but I picked her up bridal style and took her over to the nearby lake. I suspected that she wasn't dead for some reason, so I jerked her head back. The loud snap that echoed through the evening air was satisfying. I threw her in, making sure that the body sank to the bottom of the lake.

"Dead people keep secrets the best," I smirked, throwing the knife in after her.

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