She undressed slowly, offering her body to me in a last desperate attempt.
I looked at her pale skin and her voluptuous forms that used to drive me crazy.
I remembered our moments of passion, when we were happy and naive.
But the deceit and betrayal remained etched in my mind, impossible to forget.
I shook my head and turned away.
She moaned in supplication, but nothing bound me to the being I once loved.
As I walked through the door, her moan became a piercing scream that chilled my blood.
When I looked back, all that remained was her empty skin sprawled on the floor.
I had given her over to something far more sinister.