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He grabbed a chair, having second thoughts. It was no secret that she wanted him dead. Too many things gave it away.

She never wanted him alive to begin with, so there was no reason not to do it. After pulling the wobbly chair near the tinted windows, he clutched the long rope in his hands.

He clumsily stood in the chair, trying not to wake her up. Not that it would matter if she did.

The beating of the rain on the windows was fitting for his.."execution." It was dark and stormy outside and people were still being killed.

After everything was set, he positioned himself onto the chair, merely staring at her again. It wasn't worth it. She simply didn't care about him.

This was it..

As tears ran down his cheeks, he pulled the hanging rope.

"Goodbye, Taco.."

And with that he kicked the chair away, the noose strangling him with full force.

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