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[QUOTE="Munyaradzi Mafaro, post: 32420, member: 636"]
Darkness wrapped around Chimani Tsambola like a heavy blanket that October night. He burned with anger at Portia Masaiti for leaving him. Their marriage crumbled under constant fights and ugly suspicions. Portia escaped to a small kitchen on a nearby farm with her children. She wanted peace away from Chimani's controlling behavior.

He carried an iron bar through the quiet night. Rage boiled inside him as he walked toward her hideout. The farmhouse stood silent under the starlight. Chimani burst through the door without warning. Portia knew something terrible would happen.

He attacked her with brutal force. Each swing of the iron bar screamed his pain and fury. Blood splattered across walls like a horrible painting. Portia fell lifeless on the veranda. Chimani watched her body with tears streaming down his face.

He set fire to the house quickly. Flames consumed everything she had built. Neighbors arrived too late to save her. Chimani disappeared into tobacco fields and mountain shadows. He tried hiding from what he had done.

Police caught him days later. His body looked weak and broken. During the trial, he claimed self-defense. The judge saw through his lies. Chimani received thirty-five years for murdering his wife. He would spend decades remembering the moment he destroyed everything he once loved.
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