Killing someone wasn´t the worst thing she had done before. Yes, it was a crime, but she had done it for the right reasons. No one but her could have done the job better. It was all about leaving the body in the perfect position. About leaving enough blood covering his chest. About the eyes and his dead lips.
Yes, she had loved him. But she did it for the right reasons.
* A ver: teníamos que escribir un párrafo sobre algo ficticio para Inglés, lo hice y me gustó cómo quedó, por eso he decidido subirlo aquí. ¿Qué os parece?