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Murder Me in Your Memory
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Complete, First published Mar 11
Mature
A murder, of a great cardiologist-who would kill the savior doctor? And why?

That too, on his wedding night?

Was he actually the victim? Or does a great story lie behind someone else's cardiology? *evil laughter😉😆*

Despite the brilliance of a relentless detective and the unwavering aid of his allies, the killer remains a ghost in the shadows-always a step ahead, always unseen! Clues unravel, secrets emerge, yet justice slips through their fingers like smoke. How do you catch a phantom who leaves no trace?

First of all, no one knows how the allergic reaction happened to make him die. Covered in all red and petals-who killed him so passionately? So madly? So brutally? Was he sacrificed?
People asked, "How could someone die so beautifully?"

Long ago, her hands once held his heart. Now, they held a violin-until the strings played their final note.
Nope, it's not about who you think it is. ;)

He wrote her story in blood and ink, but in the end, the violin wrote his...

A healer's lie, a lover's pain, an angel's regret.
A violin sings, a heartbeat fades-tell me, love, who plays the final note?

As the killer said, "When I screamed, no one heard me. Today, I made his silent dead body scream my rage, my madness-just like the sound of love in a violin's music! Hahahahahahaha!!!"
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"Please don't do this." I begged, as tears streamed down my face, making my mascara run. My eyes traveled from his face, that handsome boyish face, down to the floor. Down to the dead bodies. "Oh God," I choked, my life flashing before my eyes, as I felt his fingers slip from my shoulders down to the knife. He put it to my throat gently, so that he didn't cut it. Yet. "I'm sorry." He muttered. "Please...." I begged. "Please." His lips pressed against mine, and I shuddered against him. Dear God, Please don't let this happen. This is the story of how I met him. The story of how he stole my heart, just as carelessly as he stole peoples lives away from them. Maybe. Maybe not. When I think about it, I still smile. Even though I know the sad and terrible ending, I can't help but smile. He was my best friend. He was so loving. So caring. He taught me everything. But, he also destroyed everything. He was just like that. He was just the mass murder that loved me, and that's how I'll always remember him. I dare say, that's how I'll always cherish him.