By Stacey Lilian Ever read a murder mystery and wondered how the author came up with it? Yeah, me too...... The morning sun rays sneaked in through the curtains, waking him up. Will went about his routine like any other day, brushed his teeth, took a shower, and meditated in solace. William Stilinski, a young, fair-skinned, taut-bodied, 6 feet tall man in his 30s, was an author by profession and earned enough to maintain his one-bedroom apartment in Texas. After he had relished his caramel cold coffee, he set about to do the next task of his daily routine, one that he religiously followed, writing his murder mystery. He sat pleasantly in his teal blue barrel-back sofa that was positioned right across his vitrine. His attention was caught by the familiar Writer’s Digest Award kept on the top shelf of the vitrine, an award he was immensely proud of and for good reason too. His hazel eyes meet the peculiar collection of objects he had arranged on the shelf below, a neon pink no...
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