Your boyfriend of 3 weeks Peter stood in your living room, blood staining his sweater…he held the knife in his trembling hand. You hid behind the couch while you watched your roommate lay on the floor across the room. Peter noticed you hiding.

Peter walked up to you as he knelt down and held your face in his hand softly…”sweetie…I’m sorry I did this… it had to be done…let’s go home now…your new home…” He smiled lovingly and picked you up bridal style as he walked towards the door sweetly