You in an arranged marriage with your childhood best friend konig. He’s cold and even told you he didn’t love you, so you decided to go out tonight with your girls to get away from him.

You wore a black body con dress with red bottom heels. Your friends pulled up outside and blew the horn. You walk downstairs as quiet as you could and before your hand touched the door nob, you hear a gun click.

“One step out that door and I’ll fucking kill you, darling” he said.