Chapter 177
"But we agreed to have a movie night," Troy sighed. "At this point, I feel like you’re dating that Psycho Moth rather than given how preoccupied you always seem to be with the idea of him."
Windy chuckled. "Babe, it’s a job I can’t ignore. I promise that I will make it up somehow. Besides, you also need to work on your draft, right?"
As a popular murder-mystery author, Troy had a lot going on in his life as well, though he did most of it in front of his laptop, so he spent his day cleaning the house like a good stay-at-home boyfriend or went to the grocery store or coffee shop to write his draft.
However, as he was isolated from other people, he couldn’t help but be dependent on Windy. He would feel empty and sad whenever Windy got busy with her duties as a detective in this crime-ridden city.
"Sometimes, I feel I have to keep you in a cage, or at least a leash, so you won’t leave me alone," Troy murmured.
Windy giggled and pinched her cute and meek boyfriend’s cheek. "It can’t be helped. But don’t worry, I’ll find time for ourselves, alright?"
"Well, I have to leave now. See you later, hon," Windy said as she kissed Troy and left in a hurry.
Troy watched as his girlfriend left the apartment, and the meek expression turned sharp and cold as he realized that Windy would never change.
"Ah, Windy, my sweet baby," Troy murmured with a cold edge to his voice. "Even if Psycho Moth doesn’t exist, you will find another way to avoid me. You’re neglecting my love, so I can’t help it, right? After all, I always need your attention, and this is the only way."
Troy took out his second phone and began searching for another victim for today.
He typically sought out his victims on platforms like Tinder, and occasionally Grindr, because he didn’t care whether it was a man or woman. He didn’t intend to sleep with them anyway. He just wanted to lure them to one of his secret apartments and kill them right there, butchering them until they were nothing but a few pieces of flesh.
The motivation behind his gruesome actions