"Are you ready?" The man asks.
His eyes seemed so transparent, never in her life she would've imagined to see the depth of pitch black abyss. It was both enchanting and scary, like if she looked into his eyes a little longer she would get lost in it and never come back.
"Yes," the woman whispers seductively into his ear.
Within seconds, he slits her throat with a knife he bought yesterday. The white bedsheet turns into red; her favorite color.
"I love you." He then lands a kiss on her forehead.
