Blurb:
You ask what I did?
I killed her. She was the only person in this city with whom I could speak honestly.
You ask if I regret it?
No. I don't regret the crime I committed.
You ask why?
Because I'm still alive, and I still have a chance at finding true love.
You ask why I'm smiling?
I'm laughing at myself. Before I killed her, I never understood her. And why didn't I notice what was outside the window sooner...
Theme: In an age awash with desire, who can remain untouched?
After reading it, I think the heroine is really pathetic