My Love For You

Yesterday I told Lady Macbeth of the witches, I sent her a letter telling her everything they said to me. I truly love her; she is my dearest partner in greatness. This is a picture of us when we were at a party, we love to be together. Today I met with her; she had received my letter and had already come up with a plan. My dearest love told me that we needed to kill King Duncan in order to gain status of king and queen. I didn’t think that was a good idea; I feel as if Duncan is loyal to me and I can not bear to think of killing him. When I told her that I wasn’t confident enough to do the deed, Lady Macbeth accused me of not being a man. I know that I am definitely a man and when she indicted me of not being a one, it made me feel remorseful and I agreed to do the deed even though I was still hesitant about it. I lay here, thinking of what I should do, should I go through with this to become king? My wife seems to have the willingness to sacrifice her better self in order to fulfill my ambitions, but what if this should fail, what if we get caught. I will sleep on this and make my mind up tomorrow.