A Consequence of Cheating

he loves me... he loves me not... the phrase repeated as she plucks the flower from the pot. its summer now and the day is hot. she knows he's cheating but to catch him she needs a plot. she figures she'll catch him on the yacht. he's probably drinking a glass of his finest scotch. she just needs him drunk enough and it should be a notch. find his phone, check his texts, and leave him on the dock. so she heads off to meet him on his yacht. but she finds him dead by a single shot. she takes a step and on a note she trots. she reads aloud, "I thought he loved me, but he loves me not. So I ended this relationship with a single shot. If you were fooled by him as well it's okay... we don't need men like him now he'll rot".