Turning my attention to the heart-shaped boxes I placed on the counter, One box remained untouched, a testament to the illusions of a conventional life, while the other’s contents met its demise in the trash. Placing the empty heart-shaped box on the counter I walked to the bathroom. I retrieved the hidden plastic bag containing the ingredients for my impending act of revenge. It was a strange liberation, a journey into the heart of my own madness, and I had never felt more alive.
Not the chocolate! Ahhhhhhhhhh!
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