Chapter 33

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Nelson Bush looked at the Bride, oh Hannah he said to himself using her pet Name, you should have leave the white gown, he smiled a sickening like a mentally deranged man, I have to make the scene a very captivating one he thought to himself,” something more different and mor dramatic from the rest. He took at his gun again and pulled down the paints of the groom, his hands were beginning to shake again. This is wonderful, I love this feeling, he dragged the groom to an upright position then empty another bullet in his manhood. And a blood spatter all over his clothes, now to make the sight a memorable one he said to himself, I think I will bring the bride and give her a sweet treat she will take to heaven with her. . . . . He lifted Hannah’s cocktail gown, oooh and realized she is not wea

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