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Anger blinded his senses as he gripped the knife tightly.
He had arrived earlier than expected and the sounds coming from the bedroom left no room for doubt. His wife was blatantly cheating on him.
He crept in, taking advantage of the fact that the couple was in the throes of passion.
The darkness covered him like an accomplice's cloak. He approached cautiously until he was beside the bed.
Then, in a fit of jealousy and betrayal, he unleashed his fury with unusual violence.
One, two, three sharp stabs that left the room in a sepulchral silence.
The agitated breathing was the only thing that could be perceived, apart from the pool of blood that began to form.
The crime was done. Now he had to dispose of the bodies before anyone found out.
