• "She was entirely passionate, though sadly what comes with passion, is jealousy. She soon became that of which she no longer recognized and like a mislead child, she unwillingly wonder deeply into her own demise. Shall she forever rest."
    The young male sighed.
    "Sadly, vulnerable pawns such as her fell between the fingers of scum like you. She was yet again entirely oblivious as to what was happening to her, unknowing. She indeed was not incompenant or down right idiotic, it's just that the alluring and irresitable need she held for what she found to be the most important consumed her own common sense. What tradegy."
    This man who calls himself Gabriel, how can he honor such a pitaful being? She was so rediculously crowded in her own selfishness...she was no longer worthy of having the luxury of being cared for. The one that stood beside the young male pondered of the reasoning of his speech.
    "And yet you still lead her as if she were a sick dog, showing her a fake, kind smile even if you knew she was following the wrong path." Gabriel added, speaking with not even the slightest uneasy or sorrowful tone, only did he keep his strong stature.
    Even though he kept such an unemotional expression upon the surface, deep within his shell, one could only feel his greater weakness. For their had to of been some type of emotion deep down that could trigger an insult such as that.
    "You held an affair with her...didn't you?" The husband questioned, starring sternly at the young male's tall frame as he continued his gaze upon her casket.
    The room fell incredibly silent. The only thing that could be heard was the steady rythm of breathing.
    "So..." was what broke this everlasting silence, "you finally figured it out....you disgusting excuse for a husband."
    "I figured it out shortly before her death. I'm just amazed you showed your face to the funeral, you a*****e." The husbands stare only become for intense as he furrowed his brows, beaming directly into Gabriel's soul.
    "From this day forth...shall your life be a living hell...." Was all the young male's response, as he turned away from the casket and took his leave for the door, intending to keep the husband to his deceased bride.