The moment where I killed my husband…

Dare and I had been married for 10 years two months. I still remember how we met. How he walked up to me with that one-sided dimple. The mere thought of his dimple brought a nostalgic smile to my face.

Dare was such a lovely person. He was the best boyfriend any girl could ask for. He was handsome, intelligent, funny and very caring. He could never hurt a fly.

I remember our wedding day, the single tear he shed when he raised my veil and kissed me for the first time as husband and wife, our first dance, our first night together. I had married the man of my dreams.

Or so I thought

Three months into our marriage,,

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