Shaking with nervousness, I let go of the curtain. I headed to the living room. I noticed that there was no water there, and only the whiskey is something to be used to water my throat, that the staff was sure to bring here a few minutes before I came.
I opened it and drank its contents as if it were just water.
I hated her family, I swore that I would never fall for Wills' daughter. But f**k! I fell for her. I know that she introduced herself as Valentina to me, but she is still her, my wife that I killed with my own hands.
After I put down the almost empty bite of whiskey on the table, I felt my cheek that was covered with teardrops.
How did my wife survive? Before I threw him to Martin wherever he threw him, I made sure that he was really dead.
I must be mistaken. Maybe she and
