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What are you doing with him? I mean, look at him, look at you… You don’t even like him! I know we need the money for mom… but I can work, you can work! You don’t need to sell your happiness!

Kirsten, she just wouldn’t listen. This wasn’t just about our mom, this was mostly about her, she wanted the money, she always dreamt of having a big house, an expensive car, a wealthy husband…

Are you happy? Do you ACTUALLY spend a good time with him? You have been married to him for two months now, haven’t you had second thoughts? Please Kirsten, tell me the truth, I’m your brother!

Of course I am happy, I mean, I now have everything I have dreamt of… I have everything I need, and most important, mom is OK now, a few more weeks and she’ll be as good as new…

I couldn’t tell Bobby the truth… He’d be totally disappointed. I just couldn’t. I didn’t have the courage to look at him, to tell him about the affair. Just Bryan and I knew.

I don’t know if I was in love. Maybe it was just the excitement of whispering in the garage when Charles was around. Making any excuse to go out and meet Bryan in a certain secret place.

Something smelled weird. I just could feel it. Kirsten went out to much, when I got back from work she was just too tired to spend some time with me. When I asked her what she did any day she turned nervous and changed the subject. Something was going wrong.

Hey, Bryan! Where have you been taking my wife these days? Did you make any stop at a man’s house or at a café? Did you ever see her meet with another man?

When Mr. Charles asked me those things that day… God I was nervous! I just took a deep breath and calmed down. Of course not sir, I have just been taking her to the mall where she meets other ladies and spend the day over there, sir.

Kirsten, she was terrible… an enchanting woman, such an angel, but at the same time, such a devil. I just loved her, I do…

I was worried about her, Kirsten is my sister and I knew her. Something was wrong.

And so I told him, with tears in my eyes, I couldn’t look at my brother, I couldn’t even listen to him.

Jealousy was eating my brain. Kirsten was mine, she is mine… I just couldn’t stand thinking there was another man. I was leaving, and I was going to take her with me.

And so, she left. She was gone. She told me she was staying. She whispered it to me. She just whispered one “I love you”. But everything was just a bunch of lies.

I was already packing. But I wasn’t leaving, I was staying. I heard a whisper behind me, a voice full of evil, of hate, you’ll come with me, if you don’t, I will just kill him.

I had to scare her. She was mine, she is mine. I was leaving, and I was taking her with me.
 

Teacher’s Comment:
A great story featuring several voices woven into each other, the voice of the girl is strongly connected with those of her brother and husband/lover. There might even be an inner voice speaking up in the end but it’s up to the reader deduct this. The author cleverly leaves the ending of the story open in such a way that the reader has to rethink the plot of the story.