They All Loved My Murderer
Language: en
I stood by the railing of the Tobin Bridge, the night wind cutting through my coat like a dull blade. It was the night before the wedding. Tomorrow was supposed to be the beginning of my "happily ever after" with Debby. Instead, the echo of her parting words still rang in my ears, sharp as shattered glass. She had slammed the door ten minutes ago, shouting that I wouldn't be satisfied until I’d driven everyone to their graves. She didn't realize that I was the one who couldn't breathe anymore. My world had tilted on its axis the moment the man who spent years ruining my…