A sweet-scent killer

The blonde lady sprays Daisy to her white long neck and enjoys the mist of the perfume. The sweet and fresh fragrance combined wild strawberry, violet leaves, with grapefruit makes her feel that she steps into a garden namedSpring. She squinting her eyes against the shimmering sunshine from the lace curtain.It was her 29-year-old birthday gift given. She remembers that her first gift given by Bob is Daisy, and he said that, in his eyes, she was as innocent and sweet as the perfume fragrance.

She manipulated with the playful daisies on the cap and contemptuously smiles. She hasn’t seen Bob for three months until yesterday he showed up at her birthday party with this perfume and a Maserati as gifts. She replays last night's’ every scene with details and makes sure that her secret lover did not exposure to Bob. She looks into the mirror and finds the wrinkles climb onto her face as time goes by. She has stayed with Bob for eight years. Since they fell in love, Bob has said thousands of times that he would get divorced,but he never did that. During eight years, she grows up from a girl who believed love into a lady who play with love. Even though she can get a luxury life as Bob promised, but the only thing she wants but Bob cannot give her family. The despair kills her day by day. She cried and fought with Bob, but consequences of that are that Bob will stop giving her money and hiding from her for a while. So, as a revenge, she started to hunt new lovers, let them fall in love with her, and dump them right after that. Every time, she did that, Bob would immediately show up as her wish with photos about her and her secret lovers, and roar to her. She enjoys the moment he rages. But this time,Bob did not do that, and he pretended that nothing happened. The whole drama is not like her predict and she scratches her head, but still has no idea about it.

Suddenly, she feels her cannot breathe, it is like someone tights her neck with a strong grab.

She tried hard to inhale but fails. She scratches the table and staggers to her cell phone. But on the half way, she falls down and stops breathing. Before the last breath, she smells the base notes of her perfume, the scent of musk, vanilla infusion, and white woods.

The next day, a big man comes to the place. He looks at her body with tears. “I love you, my sweet killer. But I cannot stand with what you have done. You are the killer to yourself and our love. I love the innocent you, not you right now. After you kill me with your secret-lovers game. I am too tired to love you. Goodbye.” After says that, the man forever left the room with the “killer”----- the Daisy with poison.

Technique: clustering about perfume