Rekya's Flavors

It was a dark and stormy night. Rain splattered against the window of my room. A flash of lightning briefly illuminated the room, followed by a loud clap of thunder. Perfect. The weather was perfect for what I had in mind. My heart beat so wildly and loudly that I expected it to jump right out of my chest any minute. Hot beads of perspiration soaked my cotton nightie. I was apprehensive because I knew what I was about to do was wrong but my deep-rooted anger spurred me on. I listened to the even breathing of my twin sister, Cherish as she slept soundly beside me, and my hand tightened around the knife I was holding under my pillow. She had no idea she was breathing her last, as I was going to kill her tonight ... Coming Out Soon...

2011. During Their Courtship. Peter: Betty, you're so beautiful and I love you so much. Betty: Really? I have to tell you something... I can't cook. Peter: Oh, darling, I don't care about that. Betty: But I heard that the way to a man's heart is through his stomach. Peter: But you've never cooked for me and you're already in my heart. I love you, not your cooking. Betty: Oh, I love you too, Peter. ‪#‎ KissingSounds‬ # 2012. On Their Wedding Night. Peter: Oh, Betty, you're so sweet and I love you. Betty: Really? But I still can't cook. Peter: Oh, darling. But I told you before that I don't care about that. Betty: But they say that the way to a man's heart is through his stomach. Peter: But you've never cooked for me and I still married you. I love you, not your cooking. Betty: Oh, I love you too darling. ‪#‎ KissingAndOtherThingsSounds‬ # 2014. Their First Year Anniversary. Betty: Oh, Peter darling,...