Trigger warning?: Murder? Idk if that's a trigger but yee, m u r d e r.

I struggled against the straitjacket as the judge, Aaron Burr asked if I was guilty or not.

"Well...." I trailed off, flashback.

                   Flashback

Adrienne silently cried as I told her I didn't love her anymore and loved someone else. It was annoying. Adrienne was only fourteen when I married her, I was only sixteen.

She kept muttering that "It's unfair! He loves me!" I frowned, made a wish, took a chance, and quickly went to the kitchen (idk why but the first time I typed 'hospital').

I quickly went to the knife drawer (Don't judge, I don't know what y'all call it so I'ma just call it the fucking knife drawer) and quickly found the sharpest one, smiled disturbingly and waltzed to Adrienne, and simply stabbed her in the chest.

I smiled, as I watched the life drain out of her, blood seeping chest, flowing freely onto the floor. Satisfied (Unlike Angelica) with what I have just done, I quickly clean the knife, and call the police.

"Hello? Oh! Oui! 'Elp! My wife is dead!" I fakely sobbed as I dropped on the floor, fakely sobbing, as I hung up because they said they're coming.

30 minutes or so, I realized I had to kill them. So I took the knife and managed to kill the boy, but the girl overpowered moi.

"So monsieur, I plead, how you say? Guilty." I deadpanned as I felt no remorse over killing my wife wash over me. I smiled as A-Aaron looked a bit unsettled and banged his hammer.

Soon as I know it, I was escorted to Trinity Mental Hostpial and thrown into a padded room, I gasp as i see my true love. I don't know how or why but, I found my baguette, the very same baguette I killed my wife for..How strange

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