Romantic Homicide

A silent and lonely night for a man who was driven by love. The male had a loaded shotgun, a pocket knife, and a black duffel bag. He was scared, but he didn’t seem to care. He walks through the cold and off-putting woods to a small cabin. His forbidden soulmate was in his cabin. She was relaxing, but slowly she had an odd feeling of someone watching her. She heard footsteps creep closer from inside the woods. He knew where she was at this time from the hours of dedication and stalking. He slowly unlocks the front door with the key from underneath the doormat. He crept closer to the bathroom while being as quiet as a mouse. While the love of his life sis lowly feels unsafe inside her house. Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide, and no one to hear her screams through the silky night. He wasn’t caught because he lied and put it in the back of his mind. But her family still grieves. But how ironic, that the beauty of the body was found in his Tesla’s trunk. That makes such a Romantic Homicide.