As soon as I landed I  rushed to my house. I still can’t believe Maddie is no more. How? No the corpse is not of Maddie . She might have gone somewhere. But why is she not picking up her phone . Damn it!
   As I entered my apartment there were many people swarming my place inspecting things. A tall man stood in my way and stopped me from entering . I pushed him aside and told him I wanted to meet Mr Smith right now.
     He asked me ,' Sir, who are you?'.
    ' I am Mr John and this is my house.’  He checked my ID and took me to an elderly man . The man introduced me to him. He motioned him to leave us alone.
    ‘ Mr Smith here.' , and he took me over to the body. One of the guy took over the sheet. I stood there shocked. I couldn’t believe my eyes . it was Maddie lying in front of me dead. There was a bullet hole in her head.
    I couldn’t take this anymore. I felt nostalgic. Mr Smith helped me and took me away from the body . The only question in my head is who did this to my wife. Mr Smith, I think read my thoughts and replied , “ No one killed her. She did suicide. She left this for you.” He handed me a letter. It was addressed to me. I looked towards him. He said that it is a suicide letter, he is taking the body for autopsy and shortly they will be leaving. I didn’t had the courage to read the letter. Not now.
     They left from my place. Shortly even l left from there. I couldn’t  stay there . I went to the nearby hotel and booked myself a room. I had the letter with me. I entered the room and sat on the couch for sometime thinking what could be the reason behind her suicide.
     The last time I spoke to her she was quiet happy. Finally gathering the courage I opened the letter.

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