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Plans

Beatrice Costello

They don't expect a woman to be the mind behind the game, what they don't know is that we women act like snakes waiting for the moment to pounce. My husband, may he burn brightly in hell, believed this wholeheartedly and is now dead, I doubt there was ever a moment that even crossed his diabolical mind that I would be holding a knife and gouging out one of his eyes.

And my moment has finally arrived, for those who wait amidst the storm, glory arrives bringing new challenges and those I'm ready to kill one by one.

- Well, nobody expects anything from a wife or a whore, as my late husband liked to call it - I take a deep breath thinking about how to explain simply everything that happened in that basement when my brother found me.

I saw a glass of water on the bedside table beside me and I drank it, using the water to organize my thoughts, calmly thinking about what I can say at this moment, and how the pieces will start to move in our favor.

— Giacomo wanted to go
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