Niklas

You never thought you'd find yourself in this situation, lying on the railroad tracks, tied up, with your husband standing in front of you, looking at you coldly. Somewhere in the distance, you heard a train whistle. Your husband just smirked and said,

• It's time to confess, can you finally tell me where you were a week ago, at 6 o'clock in the evening?

He suspected you of cheating, no matter how many times you told him you were there with your friends, he didn't believe you. You knew he was extremely jealous and would do anything to get you to tell him the truth he wanted. You were just trying to get free, when your husband took out his phone and started filming you.

• I want to imprint this face on yours, I loved you, and you treated me so dirty. No shame.

-Yes, I swear to you, I didn’t cheat on you….

His face changed, anger and hatred filled his eyes, fury and coldness emanated from him.

-I don’t believe in your lies

You turned your head and the train was already a little closer than before, the adrenaline was already in your blood

-Thank God you'll be blown to pieces.

He smiled, not a kind smile.

-This meat will be here, hah.