No matter how I begged him, even kneeling and bowing my head, pleading for him to let me go, he remained unmoved, saying that what he could obtain was far more than what I could offer. But he never revealed what the reward was.
Later, when he grew tired of me, he tied me to a spinning wheel and used me as a target for throwing knives to torment me.
His mood grew increasingly worse, his drinking more severe and his beatings more brutal. He would snarlingly call me a money-losing good-for-nothing, forcing me to call Carl for money.
But Carl’s phone was always out of service and each time I called, he would torture me mercilessly.
Yet I still clung to a sliver of hope, believing Carl would come to save me and do everything he could to save me.
Until the day I died, I saw Carl, whom I hadn't seen in half a year, say, “I don't love you anymore.” All the strength left my body and I died in agony.
Now, a thought flashes through my mind. That criminal might be connected to Lindsay! It was her who hired the criminal to torment me, but later refused to pay him. So the criminal forced me to ask Carl for money and, in a fit of rage, killed me.
At last, tears streamed down my face as I shook his shoulders frantically, trying to make him hear my accusations.
“It was Lindsay who ruined me; it was her who hired someone to kill me!”
“She's lying to you, I didn't abandon you, I didn't!”
But my fingertips weakly passed through his shoulders and I could only watch as he nodded.
“I told you, someone who wants others to die wouldn't die themselves.”
“She might be waiting for me to die somewhere across the ocean.”
“I understand. Our wedding is in three days. I’ll prepare properly.”
The man hung up the phone in silence, crushing the cigarette butt fiercely and sped away like a madman.
I followed closely behind, feeling my spirit grow weaker by the moment.
Once again, he gave up and turned away from the truth to choose someone else.
I cried out in heartache, watching helplessly as he ran toward his new life.
Carl, I won't see the day when you discover the truth. And for the rest of your life, I will no longer be part of it.
When Carl got home, almost as if out of guilt, he made love to Lindsay over and over again. He shut down every form of communication device, as if he intended to die in her arms.