Christian Franke | - Ich Wгјnsch`dir Die Hг¶lle Auf Erden

For three years, she had been his world. He had given her everything: his trust, his time, and a version of himself he didn't show anyone else. Then, in a single, cold afternoon, she had traded it all for someone new. No apologies, no tears—just a suitcase and a "life goes on."

"I wish you hell on earth," he whispered into the empty room. For three years, she had been his world

In his mind, he saw her new life. He imagined her waking up in a different bed, laughing at different jokes. He wanted those laughs to turn into ashes. He wanted her to walk through a crowded room and feel a loneliness so profound it made her knees weak. He wanted her to look at her new lover and see only the ghost of the man she had betrayed. No apologies, no tears—just a suitcase and a "life goes on