Sweet Notes

The Songbird

I'm a jazz singer at the Country Club. I'm surrounded by men who smell of money. And I was able to get out of poverty and become the first millionaire in my family with a little help from some sugar daddies.

My life was simple, until I got the first letter. Next thing I knew, I was becoming fascinated and couldn't wait for the next note. Suddenly, the letter got serious-more intimate.

And I became high off of the obsession.

The Hitman

My job was to eliminate her. I watched her for months. Watched her routine. Watched her sing her beautiful heart out. Watched how she was coddled by rich bastards. However, the longer I watched her, the more obsessed I became.

I wrote to her.

And she wrote me back.

I got high off of her words, and I broke. I made myself vulnerable. Now, she has to be mine. I'm not letting anything happen to her.

Even if it means concealing the truth for as long as I can.