There was NO need to hurry on home he thought it was a good wedding, having seen his best friend just get married, stopping his car telling his driver to go on ahead without him and to tell Katie he'd be home soon, as there was NO reason to be with him there it was a clear night, the moon was full not a cloud in the sky, and the forest he knew was safe as it was on his estate.
Unbeknown to him there was someone else there, hiding in the shadows, lurking watching his every movement. Smiling to herself knowing the satisfaction she'll be having and giving someone else seeing Ethan die under her control.
Feeling a little apprehensive of walking through his own forest he shudders saying 'Oh, I cant believe am freaking out in my OWN place! I wish I'd asked Arthur to come with me, to late now.' Watching his step so as not to trip over the tree root sticking up through the earth, he moves off deeper in to the forest taking the darker path on the right as its the quickest to get home.
'Suddenly he hears a twig snap. 'Who's there?' no reply looking round and in the glimest light he spots a deer. Breathing a sigh of relief he turns round only to be faced with her, smacking him with a branch she knocks him out cold.
Turning him over onto his back she puts down her backpack she was carrying opening it, she brings out the two handcuffs and gag, cuffing his hands and legs then placing the gag in his mouth she wakes him up, splashing water on his face. With the water being thrown on his face he shakes his head groaning as the side of his head aches from where she whacked him, feeling an ooze of liquid coming from it he know she had split his head open.
Bending down looking into her bag she pulls out a long thin kitchen knife, he recognised the knife, squinting closely his true fears came to light it was and is his beloved Katie, he knew how she looked even in a balaclava.
Without saying a single word she takes the knife from his chest to his groin she cuts him ever so slightly, tracing the knife again she starts to manically dab him all over his torso. She looks at him with the look of distaste taking off her balaclava shaking her hair loose letting it go wild with a manic look in her eyes she says 'I am going to be free of you now and forever'
Again reaching into her bag she pulls out a hammer leaning over his feet picks up a branch places the between his ankles takes an almighty swing and smashes his feet so that they are broken and facing in. He tries to scream but all that is heard is a muffled groan. Again taking the hammer she raises it above her head, bringing it down onto his chest, hearing his ribs crack she smiles seeing the tears run down his face. She laughs and does it again, that not being enough to quell her anger. Puts the hammer down she picks up the knife, tears it down his arm, the skin ripping blood gushing her face being covered in blood, does the same to his other arm saying softly to him before the light in his eyes fades 'I did love you, but all you gave me was bullshit!'
Taking the knife one more time she cuts his throat watching the blood flow like a red river. Feeling happy with her work she packs up goes to the guest house has a shower, gets changed sneaks to her room and waits for the news of his death. All the while practising her OMG I cant believe he's dead face for the TV cameras.