One night, a man, in emotional agony, for the better part of a year, travels to his former home; that he once shared with the love of his life.

He stares through the darkness with the rage that replaced his dispare; remembering the happiness that was stolen from him, when she discarded him for another man.

He’s come to hate her for her peaceful self-righteousness; while he is lost in directionless agony.

He’s prayed for his own death. This night he prayed that he would be redirected from the doorstep of his own demise. As he hasn’t the self-control to interrupt the revenge that he is so obsessed with.

She should have predicted that what she did would push him over the edge. If not the creator, she should have stopped him.

Now, as the tick of the clock is inevitable, so is the justice that awaits her; for the man that she damaged so brutally will take her with him to the afterlife (the longest mile).