He enters the room, only to see her laying there. He looks down at her. She lays motionless. Her almost dead hand still holds the poison over the edge of the stained couch. He can see the poison still lingering on her cold lips. His eyes begin to swell with wetness. He bends to press his lips to hers, and keeps his and on her ribs to make sure her chest still rises and falls. She let out a moan filled with pain, and her chest froze. It didn't rise, nor fall.
"I love you, darling, with all my heart."
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