What is my life without a companion and something to look forward to? Not only have I failed my ex-fiancee, Bree, but I've also failed my father, Edwin. Granted, my mother had killed him; but I was a little child. How was I supposed to know I murdered him? For all I knew, I could have stabbed him myself when he asked for soap to brandish himself with. That's the worst thing of all- I was just a little child. Little children shouldn't have such unloving parents that don't care at all about your well being.

Bree was just a troubled woman. She went through countless failed marriages and even had a short relationship with the pharmacist that murdered her wife, Rex. Her children- Andrew and Danielle- is and always have been spoiled, pampered children consistently prone to emotional and physical outbursts. They wouldn't even begin to understand the pelleted pain of which I endured politely and oh so successfully.

People may say that life contains a bit more than just companionship. But I disagree. Life is all about companionship. Without a companion in life to share your joys and aspirations with, who'll be there when you need it the most? You could be stuck on the side of the road hitchhiking because you have no notable, trustworthy companion. Would that be the correct, moral direction to travail in life? No, fortunately, it wouldn't.

In my hand is a gun. I'm looking at a foggy mirror. There's a fan positioned on the opposite end to my right in this spacious, delectable room.

After thinking about my life in general, I raise my gun up to my head. But- before I do- I write a note.

It details everything I know about Bree's current indiscretions- her murder cover-up and consistent attempts to successfully conceal it.

Anyone I knew in this life would consider me a horrible person for doing this. But, if only you had understood my life up until now, you'd give me a free pass to do what I consider is right.

There's absolutely no harm in revealing what Bree is affectionately attempting to reveal.

Absolutely none at all.

She doesn't want to reveal it, so I'll do it for her.

And anyway,

won't it make her life better?

After all,

she'd be free from the torment of leading an overall sinful and shameful life...