#WritcoStoryChallenge
(Prompt)

I blinked as I regained consciousness. I had hit my head hard, or had someone hit me? Then I realised I was holding a bloody knife in my hand.

(Tafii)

Time was still for me, being someone this successful, I knew myself pretty well.. However, 'How could I do this?' I asked myself in silence... Silence as my lens focused at the body in front of me..

"Rebecca.." was the only words that left my mouth that day... I knew I had done something, I shouldn't have, and the tears which slowly flowed out of my eyes... She was my wife..

Time was still, and I know that time has passed.. But I knew, I couldn't let go of her.. She doesn't deserve this.. No.. Not at all..

Yes, time was still for me... Until the sirens stopped, and I was dragged slowly out of the house... The image of our hut we lived in for 8 years, in the middle of the forest.. Where we spend most of our holidays...

Was swallowed by the white door closing in ...

#Tafii
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