Yesturday she was drunk and ended up doing something innapropriate with someone. No big deal right? Wrong.

The next day I gave heard 3 loud knocks and I saw her go awnser the door to see a the small box I left her.

She took it and opened it, screaming to see the man's hands €utt off and in the box with a small note.

"Remember, you're mine. Consider this a warning, nlittle mouse."

I smirked as I stood behind her. I never killed someone of jealousy but i guess there's a first for everything.