Cold City of Morning Stars

01

Being saved from depression and dissociative identity disorder is the last thing I expect to happen. I walked towards an abandoned house and admired the night stars above and city stars below. What a nice view to die, I said to myself. Or my other self. Get the pun? But when I tried to end my life, Mateo Alexander was just on time to stop me. He saved me. But why was he even there in that abandoned, secluded area? Being so happy for a long time in my life overwhelmed me so I stopped wondering for a while. But after five years in the same date when he saved me, I saw his lifeless body on our bed. I just went off from work. I rushed towards my husband but before I could, I realized that my clothes are tainted with blood. And I haven't even gotten near him.