Felix took a deep breath to calm himself down. He willed himself to focus on the task at hand.
He poured the bag of drugs in the glass. He waited for the powder to dissolve in the water so that it wouldn't look any different.
He looked back the living room for one last time and there Lillian was sitting in silence. He felt sorry for her as she had no idea that she would be dead soon.
'Sorry. I hope you don't get mad at me. I don't have a choice. Someone has to do it. Let's just consider this as a testament of your love to me. The ultimate sacrifice, '
he thought to himself.
He gazed at the glass in his quivering hand. He knew that there was no going back once he did it.
Suddenly, Lillian called, "Honey, is everything okay over there?"
He told her that he was getting her water and it was taking an unusually long time. She couldn't help but worry. Did he have trouble finding where everything was because it was dark? She was so anxious. She would only feel better if he was by her side again.
"Don't worry. I'm going back now!" he answered from the kitchen.
He calmed himself down and acted like he normally would as he took the glass and walked back to the living room.
When he came back to the living room, he placed the glass on the table lightly. She threw herself into his arms and whined, "What took you so long? I was waiting for you!"
He covered her mouth with his rather passionately.
They separated a few minutes later. They were both breathless after.
He had already made up his mind and he couldn't put it off any longer. It was now or never. He didn't have time to pity her. The clock was ticking and he had to do it right away. The only way for all of this to end was to kill her.
He closed his eyes and tried to put himself in the state of mind that would allow him to do this—he was determined.
"Drink some water. Your voice sounds so hoarse. You need water to soothe your throat."
She didn't expect that he'd be so attentive to her needs. He was so thoughtful. She was delighted. Love was blind and that was true for her. She would agree to anything he told her.
She grabbed the glass with a huge grin. It was warm just like her heart.
But Felix wasn't feeling the same way. He stared at her and then at the glass in her hands. She slowly lifted it to her lips.
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