The death was unintended, she said. The excuse was expected. She was naïve, maybe. “I’ve never loved before. So, this is my way of showing my affection”, she said with conviction. She strongly believed that what she did was harmless. She even thought that it was necessary, for everyone.

As the proficient sleuth examined the lifeless body of the alpha-male, within seconds he gave a heavy sigh and said, “Cause of death, asphyxiation from excessive infatuation”. The people from the morgue was expected to say the same.

“But nobody dies from love overdose! It’s preposterous!”


An aghast feminine now resides in small room with cushion covered walls, and the alpha-male is now free.