has made for tall people and robust, not for it being small and petite, yet went unnoticed before his eyes.
Two steps, only two more and they could get to her room. They would hide from her husband and be isolated in the world, but could not be. When he turned to close the door, saw her husband with a look that froze the skin. This man was no longer the same, had lost all those simple things that made him be him. Her eyes were now smiling pure hatred, his mouth sweet and gentle in his words and words only playing terrific and his hand, so many strokes he had provided earlier, now grab a knife. Threatening, he came to it, and without further delay, he stuck the knife inchest, ending his life. Losing
forces parándosele in your legs and breathing, which fell to the ground as a sack of potatoes had been treated by the man she loved.
