She removed his still beating heart as he slept the sleep of the innocent. She wrapped his heart in a swath of black silk that she had purchased for the occasion. She placed his heart in a lockbox and buried the box beneath the cellar floor.
No one but her would possess his love.
No one but her would possess his heart.
No one but her would possess his soul.
Once upon a wedding day she had promised to love, honor and obey until death do us part.
She had lied.
Death would not separate them, death would unite them forever beyond the realm of this mortal coil.
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