Chapter 21
I look down at her sleeping. She looks peaceful and, hopefully, will stay that way for a while, long enough for me to do what I have to do.
As I watch her, her chest rising as she breathes in and out, I think how easy it is to end someone’s life.
One minute they’re alive and breathing and the next minute they’re gone.
Forever. There’s no going back with death.
It would be so easy to kill her. I could do it quickly now with a pillow over her face.
Or I could take my time, do it slowly. A little too much medication, a little something added to her food, a fall.
It’s not the ending her life that’s the problem, it’s making sure that I don’t get caught out for it. That it doesn’t look suspicious.
I thought hard about this, I’ve been planning it for a long time, waiting for my chance to come.
Which has the most effect, to kill the person who wronged you, or to kill someone they love and make them live with that loss, like we had to?
I keep changing my mind, swapping from one to the other.
I can’t afford to make a mistake, I need to get this right.