Adeline received a report that the owner of No. 202 Smith Street was found dead in the bathtub. Bizarrely, he was still holding an apple tightly in his hand.
The library-like study room, the repeated words on the typewriter, the thick diary...
What are the causes of death of best-selling authors of the past?
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Your hate will kill everyone, including yourself. Louise said this to me.
My hate will kill everyone, including myself. I said to myself.
I thought Agatha was my muse, I always thought so, but it wasn't true. Agatha did give me the desire to write, but that was not the same thing as a muse.
I couldn't write anything, no, I wrote something, but that's gone.
I'm not a genius, of course I'm not.
But when I wrote about Keith, I was inspired endlessly, for no other reason than that I hated him so much, so much, that I couldn't hold back my feelings when I mentioned him. But I was really in pain. After all, all my hatred for him was in my heart. He had no idea that my hatred for him couldn't hurt him, it was just torturing myself.
*Purely fictitious and has nothing to do with reality
*The middle section is in the first person, please be careful.
*Complex emotions mixed with hatred, please be careful
Purpose: live a good life
