The chloroform had done its job. Dante pulled up quietly into Leila's driveway and made his way to her front door. Dante opened the door with his keys. The keys he used before when he and Leila were still together. He left the door ajar.
Dante went back to the driveway and opened the passenger door. He scoops Leila gently into his arms. He didn't bother closing the car door.
Dante carried Leila into her bedroom and softly laid her in her bed. He took a step back and longingly looked into her face.
How he missed her. He missed her smile, the way she laughed. He missed everything about her. He missed her love for him.
Dante removed her clothes and tossed them into the laundry basket. He took a small, clean towel and ran it under the faucet, soaking it wet. He rung the towel until no water drips from it. Dante proceeded to wiping Leila. He wiped her face gently. Down to her neck, her body. Down to her feet. He cleaned her thoroughly. Dante then took fresh panties and bra from her dresser and put it on her. He also took a nice looking dress, a black dress, the last dress they bought together, and put it on her also. Dante took a brush and brushed her hair. He wants her to look her best. He wants her to look perfect.
Satisfied with his work, a small sad smile escaped his lips. He took his time looking at her. Stroking her hair as she laid there unconciously. Dante kissed her lips, then her forehead. Whispered his love, then goodbye.
Dante had another unmarked bottle. This time he used a syringe to gather its contents. When the liquid reached his desired amount, he put aside the bottle and sat beside Leila. Without hesitation, he struck the needle into her arm and emptied the contents.
Dante took one last look at Leila before closing the bedroom door. He locked the front door as he left then got into his car and drove away.
