A Heart And A Mushroom Soup

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The news came.

He is dead.

Five days before the wedding. He is dead.

They always die.

Always five days before the wedding.

It's mysterious, or is it?

She always looked sad and depressed when they died before the wedding.

"It is unrequited love," she says with tears.

It is like she was cursed.

But five days after the wedding date, she becomes a different human.

with a different personality.

One time, after her first about-to-be-husband died, she became optimistic.

Another time, she transformed into a cruel creature, a heartless one.

It is a mystery. Till this day.

But she once whispered to me something I won't ever forget.

"I killed them. And lemme tell you, I ate their hearts: grilled and next to some mushroom soup."

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