Death letter

Five years ago, i had feared that it would happen. But come to think of it it took longer than I actually expected or should I say earlier that she wanted. I knew she was going to divorce me and get married to him.

He was her highschool sweetheart, after school they lost contact and parted, to meet seven years later. Three years after our marriage, thus the story went on and on, I knew she loved me but I did not realize quickly enough that her heart belonged to someone else.

Three years without kids but we tried it just did not happen, my mother did not dare bring up the issue of me getting another wife, after I warned her sternly not to try it again. I thought it was due to the fact that they never got along.

My wife was pretty, she was kind and caring, she was soft and I loved her, well yes I did, just that now that hat I mentioned it , I guess I just did not have enough time to show her how much I did.

First year of marriage was blissful, second year we started worrying about kids still okay. Third year she gradually lost her smile, same third year, met with a bastard that made her smile even in her sleep. Jerry as she introduced him was a highschool friend. From the moment she saw him and hugged him, my heart started beating faster, I kept my cool but I was unstable as she had never hugged any man apart from me for three years. They exchanged contact and promised to keep in touch as I looked on like a dummy, a dummy I was.

That weekend she left the house clothed in a flowery dress, the one I bought for her on our anniversary, she said she wanted to meet him, cause they had some catching up to do, after speaking with each other every day. I did not tell anyone about it. It was not untill I confronted her aggressively that she told me the truth about her past with him, I listened attentively as she told me happily, smiling sheepishly.

I could not sleep that night, I feared to loose her so I stole her phone, got Jerry's number and had an appointment with him, he happened to be the CEO of a huge company. I pleaded and threatened and tried to explain why he should not interfere with our lives. But he said it was my wife that was still attracted to him. When I got home, I tried explaining to her but got the shock of life. She openly confessed to me her feelings and told me she would leave me for him

This woman was my world , I had lived three years with her and I could not bear to live the rest of my life without her. To cut the long story short, six weeks later I got the divorce papers, all my pleas fell to deaf ears and I signed it the next day. When they came together to get her things, she knelt in front of me and pleaded with me to let her go, I told her I never would, she thanked me for everything and they left, that was two weeks ago, sir nice then I was a shadow of myself. Just yesterday I saw her on Tv. While she was at my house on her knees two weeks ago, Jerry was using his phone, sitting cross-legged on the couch across me without a care in the world. Right there I knew something was wrong. So yesterday when I saw her in Tv my heart skipped a beat or was it two, the police had found my ex-wife in a river, dead, mutilated, her privates were cut out, right there I knew the source of Jerry's wealth. I did not sleep last night, not a wink. My mind told me and I told myself, rather than avenge her death, I would rather go with her.

I am writing this with puffy eyes and a heavy breath, my hands are not shaky cause I have made up my mind. In this envelope you found my letter is another letter to my mother, her address is on it, please give her, my last wish is to be burried next to me wife, I hope we can continue our marriage in heaven. I am sorry.