I hung your new photo on the wall covered with it. It could only be mine. It was so beautiful, I was going to take it, keep it to myself and not let anyone reach it... When I went to see her at the market, there was a man with her. Blood splashed into my brain. He was stealing from me what was mine. I followed. I caught it in a secluded place.

"So it's mine, huh?!"

I lost control. I hit him until he died. Someone made me stop. My beautiful lady saw me and was naturally frightened.