Ending of the Demon Lover (by Elizabeth Bowen)

Ending of the Demon Lover Her loud scream suddenly stops. The taxi is gone, the people, the place, the noise. She finds herself standing alone with all her belongings beside her. The fog made it hard to see. Police sirens are heard from a distance. She starts to get anxious, gets her things and walks quickly. The sirens get closer, owls and wolves are heard. She left her belongings behind an old tree and began to run. Thinking something might be happening, she hid for safety and caught her breath. She looks around, and notices one thing: she’s at the garden. Being there brought back multiple memories. Her love, she missed him terribly. Today would be their anniversary of 25 years. She thought about him leaving and her promise to let him go. She looked down at her hand, her marks appeared once again. Placing it over her chest, the way she laid it on his button and pushed hard enough for her to remember him just every time she looked at her hand. “I want you back” she whispered to herself. Crying, she lay on the ground as the sirens stop. The police officer stepped out of his car to confront the out-of-it Mrs. Drover.
“Kathleen Drover” says the police officer. “You are under arrest for a murder you have committed 25 years ago.”
She lifted up her head, stands up and faces the police. “May I know what you are talking about, sir? He passed away in the war!” She shouts. “Ma’am, he went missing” The officer says.
Kathleen looked at him and laughed. “He wrote me a letter today.” The officer hands her the letter, and asked “This letter? Mrs. Drover, this is your handwriting.” Kathleen is confused, speechless and could not believe a thing. “You even signed it with your own initial, ‘K’. Your fiancé’s name was Mark”
She asked herself, and then out loud, “How did you find me here?”
“Your husband told us you were going back home. We asked around, a taxi driver told us you had asked to be dropped off here.” Explained the police officer. It hits her; she realizes what she had done. She killed him. She felt her body getting cold as the gloomy night air, now feeling more regretful than alone. Kathleen Drover killed herself in prison. She could not accept the fact that she killed the love of her life. Her husband died of cancer, and their children were given for adoption.