𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐈𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐭 𝐀𝐟𝐟𝐚𝐢𝐫
"Why did you kill your husband?" The police officer asked me while my lips thinned in a line as I stared ahead, My brain stayed confined and so did my mouth. A pool of blood forms around my dead husband's corpse, His lifeless eyes stayed wide open, looking into my soul. The cold, musty, and brutal scent flooded my no...