Dear Vicky

by Octavia Grant

I couldn't wait until I moved

Delulu

Vicky had left this key outside for me.

Delulu

“Our house is perfect,” I said to myself as I took in the grandness of the decor.

DID I SAY DELULU? DELULU

My hands shook violently, because the thought of someone else touching her groceries had me ready to toss everything that was in the refrigerator into the trash.

Crazy deranged… unhinged

I would not let my temper push another woman out of my life.

So he knows he’s off mentally

Never had a woman disrespected me to this magnitude. I wanted to bash her head in and rip her tongue out. But I couldn’t, I still loved her, and I didn’t want to ruin her beautiful face. Instead, I reached for the pillow to place over her face to smother the life out of her lying cheating ass.

After raping her he kills her for cheating? When she doesn’t even know him?