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Revenge
My only regret is that when the realisation hits him, when all the evidence points to him and his life is in ruins, I shan’t be there to see the look on his face when it dawns on him.
Revenge is a dish best served cold apparently.
Well, I shall be cold in my grave, unable to enjoy the moment my murder is pinned on him.
I’ve left clues, irrefutable evidence.
No one will ever suspect that I murdered myself, but no matter.
I go to my grave content that, for once, I have the upper hand.
Bravo!
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Well done, Jane!
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Wow!!
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