Confession

I stared at her in horror as the words spilled from her lips with sinister calm.

My daughter, my own flesh and blood, was coldly confessing to the murders of her father and her fiancé.

-Both lie in the same grave, rotting together as they deserve for mistreating women -she whispered with vacant eyes.

A shudder ran through me as I realised that she had perpetrated these heinous acts to ‘protect me.

I held back nausea as I imagined the details of the deaths she had perpetrated.

-You'll sleep better knowing we'll never be harmed again -she said with a chilling smile.

I backed away slowly, terrified at the monster she had created.

My daughter, my little girl, had become a ruthless killer.