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Inside the ring, the crowd cheers Escamillo’s victory. He has won the fight, and he has won Carmen’s heart. He has no idea his victory will doom him, as it doomed me.
Carmen told me she loved him. Yes, she loves him, just like she loved me and heaven only knows how many others. She shows love by trampling her lover’s affections, honor, and career in the mud.
She must say yes. I must spare him my fate.
She takes off the ring I gave her and lets it fall to the ground.
I plunge the knife into her heart.