Letter in The Mahogany

The Intro

She cried and cried after Gio had left. She knew she would never see him again. She knew that she would never look deep into his dark brown eyes and brush her hands through his dirty blond hair. It was finally a reality after 2 days.
She felt his arms around her still, choking the guilt he had left with her.
It was time to move on.
Mailani and Gio had been together for 3 years. It was too short. Had she said all she wanted to say to him? It was clear they had loved each other... Until Dadana came along. Her tall slender body. Carved out features. A thick waistline was all he wanted. Something Mailani didn't have. He had left for his scholarship. It wasn't Mailani who got the last kiss... It was Dadana.

She wanted revenge on that wretched flirt. She wanted her head on a silver plate, displayed in a victorious fashion. Her blood used in fountains, displayed in memory of Gio and his soul.
But how would she do it? How could she get the job done quick and easy...
Mailani sought the acceptance and pleasure of a new murder. Adrenaline rushed through her veins with such force. A chemical of hate and desperation.
She slammed her clenched fists on her dresser. The twinkling of glass could be heard as pieces of mirror were strewn across her bedroom floor. Mailani looked up, her mascara smeared distractedly down her cheeks. Hot tears burning in her hazel eyes, making her sight blurry and obscured. She was going to kill her.