I swiped my keycard across pad on my glass doors. The spread open, and I entered my penthouse. It was so dark outside, the perfect time for me to have buried a body. And I did just that.

I ran my fingers through my hair, sighing loudly. The justice system had failed me again today, so I had to take matters into my own hands.

I entered my kitchen and noticed a glass of water left on the island. I frowned, picking it up. There were specs of some dissolved pill. I growled and slammed the cup to the floor, watching it shatter.

I stormed off to the dark hallway and kicked open my guest bedroom door. The woman I loved jumped, her eyes wide and focused on me.

“What the hell is wrong with you? You trying to kill yourself now?! All because I’m not letting you out of here?!”