They went to the park and he said to her that is was going to be okay. ’He takes her hand softly and leads her down the path. The sun is setting, it is almost romantic. His cold hand is cooling to her sweaty palms. “You look lovely” He smiles admiringly at her. “Thank you” She looks at the ground shyly.
They walk deeper into the park, the trees in the trees become darker. The sunset is shining through the debris. He pulls her through excitedly, dancing and twirling. He’s happy. He sings, cheerful tunes and passionate melodies. He twirls her once more. Hugging her from behind he pulls out a knife,
“It’s going to be okay.”
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