T H I R T Y - F I V E
Warning: The following content explores intense psychological themes and behaviors that may be unsettling to some readers. Please proceed with caution.
Anonymous POV
I tighten my grip as I watch Elise discard the flowers I had sent her.
Doesn’t she appreciate the flowers I personally selected? They came from my garden, and I grew them with my own hands.
Whoever that woman is, she’s going to pay. I’ll make sure Elise knows the real significance of those flowers and that busybody gets a lesson she won’t forget.
I’m here at the psychology building. My associates informed me that this is the course of the woman who took the flowers I sent.
I checked her schedule earlier, and if luck is on my side, she came in early to review.
I’m now on the 8th floor, and if I’m fortunate, she’s the only one here. What time is it?
"6:25 am, perfect." I whispered to myself and grinned deviously.
I just put on a face mask and a black hoodie to avoid being recognized by anyone I might encounter.
Once I entered their room and approached her spot, I called out to her with a smile on my face.
Silly me. Why am I even smiling? She can’t see the joy on my face.
I tapped her, and I saw her frown when she saw me.
"Hi! Samara," I greeted with a smile.
"Hi? Aren’t you the friend of Amira?" she asked, puzzled, eyeing my outfit strangely.
"Yep! The one and only. The only person who sent her flowers."
Her eyes clearly showed surprise as she quickly understood what I was referring to.
"“Y-You? W-What th—” She didn’t finish her sentence as I suddenly struck her with a baseball bat.
“I like you, you’re so smart. Too bad you’re just a meddler.” I whispered to her, knowing she could hear me. The blow wasn’t fatal, after all.
I was about to hit her repeatedly on the head, but I started hearing the commotion from the university, meaning more students were arriving.
I grinned to myself as a devious plan formed in my mind, one that would ensure this woman’s end.
I dragged her body to the railings, and with a chilling calmness, I let her fall. I savored the sight of her body plummeting to the ground below before I casually made my way down the building, relishing the chaos I had created.
I’m now at the condo I bought near the university, where I can clean myself up and change clothes.
"Alright, let's see if you can keep it together today. Remember, you’re in control. Just keep smiling and act like everything’s normal. They don’t need to know what’s going on."
I talk to myself while looking at my reflection in the mirror, humming a tune.
"Sleep a little longer. I have some crucial matters to attend to, and my plan has deviated. Let me handle things while you stay out of the way. It’s better this way."
I smiled to myself while fixing my polo. I hope she loves my look today.
Oh.. My Elise.
With the main host absent, I'm now in charge. It's time to take advantage and leave my mark while she's asleep. The real game is on.
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