Who Sank Beneath The Water

Ever since I found out my husband was having an affair, I wanted nothing more than to kill him.

Until one rainy night.

He was meeting that woman again down by Crescent Lake.

I saw his hand resting on her waist, tilting his head to kiss her.

A few moments later, the woman headed back to her car to answer a phone call.

Leaving him standing alone in his yellow raincoat, right at the edge of the wet stone steps.

I couldn't control myself anymore.

I rushed forward and, with every ounce of strength I had, shoved him into the dark, freezing waters.