He sat in the cell with his head hung back, and silent cold tears streaming down his face.
'Let me see him!' The man screamed with cold salty tears running down his raw cheeks while guards held him back.
I heard My Love at the entrance of the dungeon. I'm so sorry, My Love. I know you'll miss me. I know I didn't commit this crime yet I fessed up. I'm sorry.
I push past the guards and run to him. 'Baby!' he said with happiness and anger in his eyes.
'My love' I stand up and hold his hand.
I squeeze his hand and hold it tightly 'You didn't do this! Why did you confess?'
I lightly squeeze back. 'So no one else would have to worry about the murders'
His eyes filled with more tears 'Why?! So you could give them false hope?!'
He went silent and says in a small voice 'No, it was so I knew you were safe, My Love'
'I would be safer with you!-' He was cut off by guards grabbing him, in desperation, he yelled 'I love you so much, Baby!'
'It's time for the hanging.' said a cold dead monotone voice.
'I love you so much too, My Love...Even more, than you know' he was dragged out of the cell and a bag was placed on his head as he was dragged to the gallows.
He screamed, kicked, and fought with the guards struggling to hold him back.
There were a few words drowned out by the screaming and crying. Then there was a lever pulled. There was a snap. Then cheering.
His sobs were unbearable.
Three weeks later there was a note with an empty bottle of pills next to it 'I'll be joining you soon Baby- Your love.'
'Hello, My Love'
