I slash the man’s throat open, letting the blood seep out of the slit I made. I lean down, letting my face be mere inches apart from his own before I whisper bitterly.

”This is what you get for trying to take him away from me.”

I spit out harshly before I pull away with a satisfied grin. I look down at my masterpiece, admiring how easy it was to kill him. How pathetic of him to think he could get away with asking for your number. Someone had to make him pay for trying to take you away from me…And I happily volunteered to be the one. I loosen my grip on the bloodied knife in my hand, letting out a breath of relief before spinning around. I walk over to the window, moving the blinds so I can catch a peak of the dark view outside. Hm, I don’t see your car in the driveway yet, just perfect.