He crashed the party that night. I glimpsed him slipping behind the curtains, spying on Gloria. Finally, he ventured out, went straight to her, and began trying to get on her good side. He put his hand on her arm, but she shrank away. "No," she said, loud enough for me, and everyone else, to hear; but I could sense she was till fascinated by him. Without thinking, I rushed over and pushed him back. "Leave her alone," I said. "Can't you see she wants nothing to do with you."
"She does, damn you!" he said, his face becoming a mask of rage. He swung at me, connected and knocked me out for a few seconds. Then stormed out, tugging Gloria along with him.
Two months later they were married; a year later Gloria was pronounced dead of natural causes. He inherited her fortune and suddenly went away.
Although I can't prove it, I am certain that the cause of my cousin Gloria's death was anything but natural.