His bed wasn’t the same anymore since she left. He lay there, alone and cold, missing her loving touch. She had been his for so long but then she was taken away from him so quickly. After the fight, he never got the chance to tell her that he loved her. It was such a stupid fight. He only wanted some time to clear his head. As he lay there, pretending to sleep, he could not help but remember as he heard sirens in the distance. He thought back to the trial and hearing the gritty and gut-wrenching details from the prosecution. The coroner gave his report, of how deep the knife had been plunged into her chest. His lawyer pleaded insanity but he knew that plan wouldn’t work out. The prosecution pointed to the chain of events that led to the death. The killer had left his home and gone to a bar, drank a single beer to “calm his nerves” before searching for his weapon. CCTV footage was shown of the man perusing the knives in the 24-hour gas station and testing the sharpness of their points. The evidence was damning and the man knew that justice would be done.The guilty plea had left images of his wife’s lifeless body scorched onto his retinas, and every howl of the night echoed with her screams of terror. Had he just stayed at home that night, none of this would have happened. He just wanted a break from their fighting. He just needed some time to himself. The outcome of the trial was inevitable. “Guilty”, echoed throughout the courthouse silence and the murderer was carried through the courthouse, his head hung. As he was dragged down the court steps, he saw her family in tears and his family unable to hide their disgust. He was thrown into the back of the truck, leaving his liberties behind him at the courthouse. The ride to the jail was a long and lonely one for the convict. He kept thinking back to that night. The silly fight they had, the fact she was leaving, the beer he drank, the knife he bought, the woman he killed and the vows she wanted to break. She promised him until death do us part and he made sure it stayed that way.