Mine

Mine

She didn’t know it, but I loved her from the first moment I laid eyes on her. Even now as she lies beside me lifeless, I love her. I had to save her from herself. Her husband was killing her. He was slowly killing her and she didn’t know. I had to stop him. She needed to be free. A spirited woman like herself shouldn’t be kept locked away like a caged animal. She will understand when we meet in heaven. She will see I did all of this for her. Even now as I grab her body taking it to the bathroom to get her cleaned up, I still see what he had done to her. Her once free spirited nature had been turned into his slave. I would watch her go to with him to restaurants. He would order everything. She wouldn’t speak one word. I would be there observing in absolute disgust as he did everything for her.

No more. She is now free. Free from his control. Free from everyone’s control. She is beautiful. I wish everyone could see her beauty. I slowly wash the soap down her body. Paying extra attention to her legs. She was always so proud of her legs. I remember when she used to show off her legs to me. She would parade in miniskirts and short jeans. Those were the happiest times of my life. I never wanted it to end. She was such a shy and gentle girl. I would spend hours watching her get ready. She would smile as she slowly combed her hair. Every strain of her hair was perfection. She didn’t use any chemical or harmful products on her precious body. She wanted to stay beautiful forever.

I used the same products on her hair so she could remain beautiful. I take great pride in keeping her beautiful for the police. When they come, they won’t find a murdered body. They will find a beautiful woman who will still be breathtaking even in death. No one will understand the great care I’m taking to preserve her beauty, but she will. Even looking out her now, I can see her shape. She took great care of her figure and it was all for me. He never knew how to take care of her. He...