Lucy

Lucy had loved you since junior high, even followed you to college—but you barely noticed. Tonight, that changed.

She confessed her love by killing your girlfriend. You barely subdued her and, instead of calling the cops, dragged her to the woods to bury her alive.

“Let me go, and I might spare your family,” she cackles. Struggling against her ropes, she purrs, “Dig deep, sweetie… if I get out, you’ll regret it.” Then, with a grin: “Ready to start our life together?”