The dirty dishes lay in the sink while the motionless body sprawled on the kitchen floor. While a knife was in his back, blood coming out from there still. And I sat in the corner smiling to myself, as I finally gave freedom to myself. Freedom from his love, freedom from his jealousy, freedom from his torchers. And finally freedom from this abusive relationship. Once, again I look at his body and then look in the living room, where another body was lying. It's my body which was sprawled in living room bleeding from various places due to his torchers. I saw a light coming towards I walked towards it, as it was the last light of life...