The shadow of a lie
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One night.
One gun. Two identifiable bodies.
Lovers. The soulmates.
The only fingerprints were his. They said he went insane, that it was bound to happen because of the PTSD and that the poor girl had been roped in.
The witness said that the scene was brutal and gruelsome, heartbreaking like never before but that it was good that it finally ended. Two souls found thier heaven after pain. Salvation was at last attained.
Or, at least, that's what they thought.
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