Regret He Wore
Long anticipate Sequel to "Murder she wore"
When one survives a date with death, one must live with what follows. The aftermath. The echo. The wardrobe of regret... and the color never quite fades. I’m back in court again. Not legally. Mentally. This is my sixth trial since her funeral. Same courtroom: a dimly lit room in my head. Same furniture: cracked floor tiles, a flickering lightbulb swinging like guilt’s pendulum. I’m on trial for the crime of survival. Same...
