Although my wish was fulfilled, every time I sleep I still dream of her…

I always see my wife’s ghost standing not far from the bed.
Her face is pale, with a strangulation mark around her neck, her lips tightly closed as she walks toward me.

I know that only by letting my own body rot like a diseased corpse,
and scattering my ashes in the streets to be trampled by thousands of people,
could I repay even a tiny fraction of my crime.

🍺Probably Drinking🍺