She jumped head first from our 50th-floor vacant apartment in her wedding gown with tears brimming in her scared eyes and trembling body.
She finally agreed to take her life after listening to my persistent raspy whispers in her ears.
Never in my wildest dreams, I had imagined that she would kill me brutally- right on the day we were supposed to get married.
I mean - she was the love of my life; we were meant to be together.
"I will chase you to death, darling," were my last words to her.
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