

A collage about romantic facades. My ex boyfriend killed the man I thought I was going to marry. At least that’s what I told him. Throughout the relationship, I am sad to say I was woefully subdued. I fully convinced myself that the man I was dating made perfect sense for me. And at the time, he totally did. Until the day he flipped, because you can only fake it for so long. And luckily that time period of me waiting for him to turn back into my would-be husband didn’t last very long. One day I woke up and he was my ex- boyfriend. I kept waking up everyday and he was still my ex- boyfriend. And my would- be husband was dead.