He looks into my face, his arms around me… we had been friends for years, but never confessed affection. He hugged me like he’d never let me go, it felt warmer with him, it felt better with him.

He slid his thumb across my face, drying my tears, he softly kissed me on the nose, and I got teary eyed.

“I love you Jane.”

“I-I love you too John.”

I couldn’t believe it…. I just confessed my love for someone, not only that, but I got it back… I was so in love until..

“I have to confess something.”

“What dearest?”

“I was the one that murdered your neighbor.”

“W-what?!?”

“Don’t go Jane please!”

“NO”

“COME BACK”

“NEVER”