What should I do? Obviously this looks bad. Of all the people on earth, I would have never harmed a hair on her pretty little head. I wouldn't conceivably kill anyone unless it was in self-defense. This is a mess! I don't even have time to grieve over losing one of the most important women in my life. Should I hide her body so I have time to figure this out? Or should I call the cops and pray that justice is served? I don't have an alibi because I don't remember what I was doing. I need to contact my friend but I don't even know if he's alive. I'm sure there's all kinds of evidence linking me to her body; after all we were lovers and before I went out, we had wild crazy sex. But why would someone set me up? Did I kill her? Noooo. The funny thing is that I don't remember drinking all that much. There's only one person that I can trust at this point. I'm sorry princess but I have to leave you here. I love you and I'm going to make sure that whoever did this burns in Hell. The sound of sirens approaching was getting louder and louder. I should probably take some pictures of the scene just in case. I better take her cell phone; maybe she called someone or someone called her that has a clue about what could have happened. Leaning over the trunk, "I love you, good-bye," I said and ran as fast as I could until I dropped out of sight. Right about then several cop cars pulled up and officers jumped out with their guns drawn...
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