Novel Excerpt: The Artist

Prologue

I stabbed her with a palette knife.

Repeatedly. Until she was dead.

I know I’m not a killer at heart. But sometimes you do what has to be done to escape the prison you’ve found yourself in. And that was my only way out.

The lies had piled up until I was suffocating. There were so many lies, my whole life was a lie. What were a few more?

The way I look at things, even now, it was her or me.

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