My fingers lightly brushed my girlfriend's hair as she wailed in anguish over the loss of her pet. The corner of my lips curled up in a sinister smirk, knowing I was the cause of the death.

"There, there, my love,"

I softly whispered, faking a gentle tone but internally showing no remorse for my actions. She couldn't fault me since she cared about that beast MORE THAN ME.

"She's in a better place now"

I added, indifferent to her pain but glad that the pet was no longer in her life.