Lighter was in one hand, gasoline was in his other hand, he was higher than ever. he wanted to see her last time. I went to her window in order to see her.
she was sleeping like an angel. although he loves her, he wanted to kill her and her snob husband. his heart was beating so fast and his eyes got heavy. It was hard to balance but I want to see them burning every second.
he threw the lighter. the house was burning. his life, his everything is burning. However, as he watched the fire and felt their extinction, the feeling was filling with victory. he felt alright he wanted to be sure that they're dead. Nobody came out.