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We're with Verity Crawford at her home in Vermont, where she lives with her husband and their twins.

I don't think there are enough words of praise to describe this woman.

Let's choose one.

Phenomenon, sensation, wonderful.

Some would say she's a bad woman.

That's what I say.

You are considered one of the best-selling authors on the planet.

Let's digest this for a second.

On a huge planet.

Being able to offer such a beautiful life to the people you love so much.

Have you had time to process what it's like?

To me it's all a miracle.

Yes, but some might call it a miracle built on evildoers.

1 YEAR LATER.

The sight of a man named Louie Longsetter standing at

the edge of the porch makes me question my assumptions,

like he must have been waiting for me longer than necessary.

I'm trying to imagine a serial killer named Louie Longsetter.

I almost laughed at this nonsense,

But as a woman about to be alone for weeks,

the thought that she might be a threat haunted me, even though I didn't want to.

Pardon.

Pardon.

Hello.

No, I'm at the bookstore.

Yes, yes, I'm available now.

How did it go?

I don't want to talk about it. Where were you?

You said you'd be here.

I wouldn't miss it unless I had a valid reason.

Hachette Bookselling called.

They want to meet with you.

Why? Who, who wants to meet with me?

They didn't say.

Everything was top secret.

When?

It's exactly 3 o'clock.

We'll meet you there, okay?

Please dress stylishly.

Is it ok?

Wait, Corey.

people like me They belong to crowded cities.

In that tiny town where I grew up, everyone knew everything about each other.

But I'm invisible here.

I like it this way.

When it feels good.

When it feels good.

Attention sir!!!

My god.

My god.

No.

There was a terrible accident, A courier... thing is there.

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Are you injured?

Are you injured?

On my face?

There must be a toilet in that cafe over there.

Is it ok?

It comes out immediately.

Take this and wear it.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

I can't tell if you are calm or in shock.

I don't know either.

Are you okay?

I am good.

Unfortunately, I've seen worse.

Are you a doctor?

I'm in the real estate business.

Or at least I used to be.

What happened to you?

Do you really want to know?

Last spring, I pulled my 8-year-old daughter's body from the lake.

My condolences.

My condolences.

My mother died last week.

What happened to him?

Cancer.

I was looking at him in my apartment.

He died there.

He died in my apartment.

Excuse me.

I have a meeting. I have to go...

Me too.

Thanks for your help.

What does it mean.

I'm Jeremy, by the way.

Lowen.

Oh my god.

-Hi. -Hi. How can I help?

I'm here to see Amanda Thomas.

Lowen.

Hi.

Sorry for being late.

You're not late.

You came just in time.

The actual meeting is at 3.30,

but I told you 3.00 in case you were late as usual.

I am sorry.

- If you had told me, I would have arranged accordingly. - What's that on you?

It's like a fashion thing.

Cory, Lowen, me Amanda's assistant, Olivia.

Thanks.

Let me take you to the meeting room.

Ok.

Are you coming?

My god.

My condolences to your mother.

Don't worry.

Can I help with a will?

I'm sure Edward will take a look.

I don't need a lawyer.

He left me nothing but debt.

Here we go.

Come on, this way.

You must be Lowen Ashleigh.

I'm Amanda Thomas, I'm a senior editor at Hatchett.

Lowen.

I'm glad to see you.

Cory.

This is Barrett Stevens, our attorney, and this is our client, Jeremy Crawford.

Please, sit down.

Let me get to the point without further ado.

One of our writers cannot fulfill his contract due to force majeure.

We are looking for an experienced writer in the same genre.

He needs some help.

Before we continue, I will ask you to sign a confidentiality agreement.

We want to keep our author's current situation away from the press.

Thank you.

Thank you, thank you.

Her name is Verity Crawford.

I'm sure you're familiar with their work.

Verity has a hugely successful series called The Noble Virtues,

we wouldn't want it to be left unfinished.

We need a writer who can hit an expedited schedule and hit the ground running.

How long would it be needed?

We're already late, we'll be reading the next book in the

series within six months and the last two next week.

We want it in 24 months. Three books, 75,000 per book.

How does this sound to you, Lowen?

Thank you for the offer.

I don't know if I can write for another writer.

I, I mean... Especially Verity Someone as popular as Crawford.

His fans know his pen.

They realize it's not him.

I am sad.

Let me talk to my client.

Of course.

Let's go out.

We have two more writers in mind, Can you

notify us by tomorrow afternoon?

We'll talk, okay?

Thank you.

Can we talk privately?

It is possible.

Of course.

Ok.

Are you ok?

Someone died in front of your eyes 20 minutes ago.

Yours too.

As I said, more I've seen worse.

You have questions.

No way?

Let's ask.

Ok.

First of all, did you go shopping or do you carry a spare shirt in your pocket?

My hotel is just around the corner.

I turned back and changed.

Why can't your wife finish the series?

Verity had a car accident.

I am really sad.

It's open ended.

It was one of Verity's favorite books last year.

Has he read one of my books?

Yes.

He said you were a bright, undiscovered voice.

Actually, I'm not undiscovered.

I have a published book, Just not on such a large scale.

If someone is going to take over the series, I want it to be someone whose work they respect.

You will need to spend some time at home in his office.

He has notes and drafts spanning years, Things I can't fathom.

Also low on you They give prices.

Tell your manager, Let him ask for half a million.

We live in Vermont.

You can stay as long as you need.

I hope you change your mind.

Stop.

Did you know who I was before?

I didn't know his name until he said it.

There aren't many people with the last name Lowen around.

If you come, bring my shirt back.

Verity, welcome to Call Her Daddy.

Who doesn't love a dirty and twisted thriller? Maybe just my husband.

Is it difficult for him to read what you wrote and then sleep next to you at night?

Your characters are pretty bad.

He was wondering if I was the sociopath who did these things,

I guess he just wanted to make sure.

Definitely.

Well, you know...

I hope I'm not interrupting.

I came to congratulate you on your new job.

Are you moving?

I can't live here anymore.

I'm already being evicted, So... it came across.

Maybe with the money you'll get from this deal you'll finally be able to buy a cover for that mattress.

Sorry, but that's not a mattress.

It's a bed.

Cheers then, huh?

I can't believe you're staying at their house.

There are notes and drafts accumulated over the years.

Someone needs to overhaul it.

You don't even know them.

All I'm saying is you have to be careful.

Cheers.

Cheers.

Have you ever read any of your books?

I don't read books sold at the airport.

I'm afraid I might like it, Then I can't be angry with him.

Don't be fooled by his success.

He's a very, very dark person, just like you.

How's Becca?

Who is Becca?

There are photos of you two everywhere on Instagram.

It was a temporary adventure.

He seems like a sweet person.

You should take this seriously.

Ok.

I'm happy for you, Lowan.

You deserve it.

Go to the door I open it by pushing it without hitting it.

Before I see the blood I smell it.

Lane doubled over, the knife lodged under his chin.

A steady stream of crimson oozes from between his joints and flows down his arm.

He reaches out to me, desperate for help.

I lunge at him and push the knife deeper with my palm.

I look into his eyes, I want him to know how much I'm enjoying this.

It means you came.

Hello.

A little earlier than we expected.

I am sorry.

No.

No, no, no.

No, it's really okay.

Dude, this is the one I was telling you about.

I'm Lowen.

What is your name?

I'm Crew.

Hello Crew.

Very sweet.

He's a little shy.

No problem.

I'm a little shy too.

Come in. Let me get your bag.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

Pretty impressive, right?

Is that a field?

Goal.

Shall I show you your room?

Or are you hungry?

You must be hungry.

After all, it was a long road from the city to here.

Crew and I are having peanut butter and jelly sandwiches and apple slices, you can have them if you want.

We can also arrange something better.

I'm not hungry. Thanks.

Are you sure?

The refrigerator is full.

If you want something, take it without hesitation.

Can I go and see my mother?

Of course, man.

Talk to Anna first, okay?

The master bedroom is yours.

I hope you don't mind.

Now we all sleep upstairs, This is the room closest to Verity's

office, we thought it would be best, His office is just down there.

Ok.

The bathroom is all yours.

There must be maintenance materials inside, if there is

anything missing, let me know and we will get whatever you need.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

Do you want some time to get settled, or should I show you to the office?

Office.

He recorded everything on his computer and stored it in boxes.

But there is no order.

He wasn't a very organized person.

Most of them are not writers anyway.

Yes.

Wow.

Hmm..hmm.

Which one is your favourite?

Frankly, I haven't read any of them after the first one.

I didn't like being in his mind.

Can I meet him?

Anna, this is Lowen Ashleigh, The writer I told you about.

Hello Crew.

Hello.

Lowen, this is Anna, Verity's nurse.

Hello.

Pleased to meet you.

Hello, Lowen.

I am also pleased to meet you.

I thought you were older.

Is it appropriate now?

We were just going for a walk.

Verity, this is Lowen Ashleigh.

Hello.

Verity, how are you?

How are you today, Verity?

We are fine.

He's taken his meds, he's ready for some fresh air.

Ok.

Then it will be a quiet evening.

Would you still come if you knew?

We have to keep this secret because of the media, if Hachette finds out...

There is no way I can write for him.

I... I can't.

Verity was inspired by your writings.

You are the only writer who can do this.

I'm sure of it, Lauren.

Episode after episode of intrigue and characters that are more defective than each other.

And really flawed characters.

All of his books are written from the villain's point of view.

This is something new for me.

Author's note: The thing I hate most about autobiographies is

the fake thoughts that are covered over every sentence.

A writer should never dare to write about himself unless he is

prepared to strip away all layers of protection between his soul and his book.

The words must come directly from the deepest part of the stomach,

tearing through flesh and bone while remaining free.

Ugly, honest, bloody and a little...

scary but completely naked.

An autobiography that makes the reader want to love the author is not a real autobiography.

No one is lovable from the inside.

When you close an autobiography, at best.

You must feel an unsettling disgust for its author.

But despite all my generous warnings, you will continue to swallow my words.

because here you are, You are human, you are curious.

Continue.

But know this; There is no light where we are going.

Part One.

I keep thinking about the night I met Jeremy. Was it my destiny to suffer from the very beginning?

Or is this tragic ending the price of my bad choices?

Before I met Jeremy, I wasn't lost, but I wasn't found either.

I had no business with love.

I was just looking for a cheap getaway.

From the looks of Jeremy, I was going to profit greatly from that party.

Give him only water until the end of the evening.

I know exactly when to stop.

I'm sure you are.

I want another one.

I'm sorry, ma'am.

I was only asked to give water.

Is this a joke or something?

I've been watching you since I walked in.

You've had 3 drinks in the last 45 minutes, and if you continue

at this rate, I'd be uncomfortable inviting you to come with me.

I want you to be sober when making this decision.

- Let me get some water. - Let there be two.

We were both in trouble, but that's how love is, it catches you when you least expect it.

How much time do we have?

Where's your driver?

I don't know.

This is not my car.

Sir?

I drive a Honda Civic.

Hey.

What's in my limo?

What the fuck are you doing? Come on, we have to go.

Before we knew it, we were hooked, like junkies.

I was his drug, And that's me.

Until he discovered the only thing he valued more than me.

Noisy, I know.

For God's sake, you scared me

I didn't want to scare you.

This is Verity's hospital bed.

I can turn it off if you want.

No, no problem.

It works on a timed basis.

It reduces the pressure on pressure points.

It's too late.

Are you hungry?

Anna usually prepares meals in advance, but I'm a

genius when it comes to microwaving slices of pizza.

Thank you.

Enjoy your meal.

How is the excavation going?

You were right.

There really are too many things.

Yes.

He was constantly taking notes.

We were at the zoo once, When he couldn't find anything to write,

he wrote the character names on Cruz's diaper with a felt-tip pen.

How did you meet Verity?

We met at a party, she was wearing the most gorgeous dress I've ever seen in my life.

We left the party together, and when we got out, a limousine was waiting.

I opened his door, and he got in,

then the driver arrived and I had to admit that the limo wasn't mine.

One night during sex he suggested I live with him.

He does that sometimes, makes big decisions about our life together while he fucks me.

Move to me, for Achilles.

And it's done.

I was happier than I've ever been.

When Jeremy was transferred to another city for work, I thought I could not bear it.

That's when I became a writer.

My days were spent thinking about Jeremy, afraid that if I

didn't manage to fill my mind with something else until he

returned, I wouldn't be able to hide how devastated his absence was.

I wrote an entire novel in the last few months while he was away.

I created an imaginary Jeremy and named him Lane.

Never in my wildest dreams could I have predicted where this would lead.

It was the middle of the night when Jeremy finally got home.

Verity.

I was sleeping soundly.

Verity.

Wake up.

What?

Wake up.

I read your draft.

What?

No.

Jeremy, no.

I tell you... You said, you promised.

I couldn't help myself.

How could you do this?

It's nice.

What?

It's really beautiful.

Say it again.

Damn you are perfect.

It was the first time I experienced what

it felt like to have a reader enjoy what I created for them.

That one comment, that sweet simple comment...

It meant a lot to me.

You bit me.

You deserve it.

Marry me, Verity.

From where?

Because I'm your biggest fan.

Ok.

Thank you.

Someone else's hair on a pair of shoes.

Next to them is a suitcase and an old rag.

You once had a life, The old woman with what was left.

And when you're gone, darling, The crosses will also be gone.

Au revoir.

Crew is out.

There's homework, so we need to get back.

See you later.

He's in a catatonic state.

He can't walk.

He can't move.

I was watching him this morning, and then he suddenly turned and looked straight at me.

You know, he can't move, Did you say he can't talk?

I know, I know. I can't.

I feel like I'm losing my mind.

Rowan, you're going through a lot right now.

You have a lot to deal with.

You're grieving, you're stressed.

Keep your head down and mind your business, okay?

Do whatever you have to do there, then get out of there.

Is it ok?

Yes.

Ok.

Isn't it here?

It's here, isn't it?

Isn't it?

No, you didn't.

No, no, no.

- Hi. - Hello.

You've been inside all day.

Is there any progress?

Yes.

I'm slowly putting everything together.

Yes.

What are you doing? Huge Are you building a woodpile?

There's a rotten hut up there.

Crew foreman.

Super.

Yes, a huge pile of wood.

Logan?

Hi.

I'm going to the market.

Ok.

They are taking a nap right now.

Ok.

Hi, Crew.

Hi.

short while working I took a break.

Can I play with you?

I'm helping my father.

Ok.

We'll play another time.

Ok.

A few weeks after I found out I was pregnant, around the third month,

I started noticing the change.

My hand was flat on my stomach, I felt something foreign.

It was disgusting.

Look at you.

I still can't believe we're having twins.

Do you still find me attractive?

You are more beautiful than ever.

I am incredibly drawn to you.

It was a lie told to make me feel better, but I was grateful.

I shook his hands and he turned me around, then kissed me,

sat me on the bathroom counter and got between my legs.

I was completely naked.

The only thing between us was his pants...

and it was that huge belly that I was still trying to inhale.

By the sixth month, I felt like I was going to explode.

Someone is hungry.

No, I wasn't hungry.

No, you're spoiling them.

Did you feel it?

Yes.

Jeremy?

Sir?

Do you love them?

I love it more than anything.

From me?

He's different from you.

Yes, it's different.

But it should be This is it, isn't it?

Do you feel guilty because you love them more than me?

Don't feel guilty..

You must love them more than me.

Our love for each other is conditional, but our love for them is not.

My love for you is unconditional.

Yes baby, my love for you is also unconditional.

That's what I meant.

I started to wish I'd never gotten pregnant.

I was imagining that if it weren't for the kids, he would make me his priority again,

but there was no turning back.

Jeremy just wanted them, that's all.

Are you ready to move on to the next round?

Yes, I'm ready.

Thank you.

- In honor of. - To your honor..

Was part of that lovely

flat in Chelsea where you wrote your first book a reference?

Our family started there.

My writing career started there.

That's where...

I love telling stories to my children, and then, as I said,

I love retreating to my lair and terrorizing the rest of the world.

I hate myself for

thinking I could pull this off and everything would be okay.

Nothing went right.

Crew was pretty calm though Harper was crying all the time.

It's like he's trying to punish me, He said I was a bad mother.

I'm sure of that.

When Jeremy finally returned to work, I was terrified to be alone with them.

We couldn't hire a nanny because the advance I

received from the sales of my first book was very small.

But having him go back to work was the best thing that ever happened to me.

He would take me out at 7 a.m. so he could see that I

was taking care of the twins, and I would wake up with him.

I would put them in their cribs, unplug their baby monitors, and go back to bed.

I started sleeping more than I ever had in my life.

Every evening when she walked through the door, the babies would be calm, the smell of

food would come from the kitchen, and she would marvel at how well I was handling everything.

The twins were exhausted from crying all day and would sleep all night.

It was probably good for them.

The best part was that I could write almost every night while everyone else was asleep.

The only place missing was the bedroom.

It was like I was suffering from deprivation.

Jeremy didn't adore me anymore, he didn't love me anymore.

When the twins were born, Jeremy He talked about SIDS and read a lot about it,

so I had to listen to a lot.

What I find most fascinating is It was difficult to tell the difference

between SIDS and drowning.

SIDS (Sudden Infant Death Syndrome)

How is he?

Good morning my baby.

Crew?

I will look at it now.

How did this get in here?

Did I forget to put them in there?

No problem.

No problem.

I have to accept the personal hell that I will have to raise these children,

And I will pretend to love them all their lives.

Are you looking for something?

Is there any alcohol at home?

There is.

Thanks.

You're welcome.

What's going on?

Your wife, you know...

His books scare me.

Even though you write in the same genre?

Sometimes my own writing scares me.

Maybe you should switch to romance novels.

I'll probably pass.

You missed dinner.

It's still hot if you want.

Ok.

I need to eat.

Ok.

Thank you.

What does it mean.

Can I ask something?

Let me know if I'm being too curious, but.

Is it possible for Verity to make a full recovery?

No.

Doctors don't think he will ever walk or talk again.

So he's paralyzed?

There is no damage to his spinal cord, but his mind...

His basic reflexes remain.

He can eat and drink, blink and move a little,

but none of them are conscious.

We're hoping he'll make some more progress with regular therapy, but who knows?

Daddy?

Hi..What happened?

I'm ready for bed.

Ok. Alright.

Have you brushed your teeth?

Yes.

OK, nice.

Let me take a whiff.

Let's say good night to mom.

Good night, Lowen. Goodnight.

This is Harper..

What was he like?

He... He was great.

I don't think Verity understood it the way I did.

He had a hard time expressing his feelings, but it seemed like I could sense what he needed.

I knew what made him happy and sad, even if he had a hard time showing it to the world.

But he was an incredible person.

Were Harper and Crew close?

Yes, they were close.

He didn't ask about her even once. Not even once.

He didn't even mention his name.

I took him to therapy for a few months,

but it felt like it was reminding him of everything all over again, so I stopped.

But if he shows any signs of needing it,

I'll take him again to make sure he's okay.

And you?

What happened to me?

How are you?

I am good.

Babaaa...

Sir bro?

I can't sleep.

OK, I'm coming.

You are seeing one of my patients.

Yes, it is.

I think he's dangerous.

Really?

In what way?

He's causing me trouble because...

What kind of problem does it cause?

He threatened me several times.

OK.

Hello, Lowen.

So, what stage are you in the process?

Our marketing and PR team made the announcement can't wait to publish it.

But it's all waiting for our approval, right?

Yes... Of course,

but we just need some preparation time, that's all.

Lowen writes very quickly.

Right, Lo?

Yes.

You will get what you need.

I finished almost all the notes, I guess I'll start writing soon.

I think I'll go in a day or two.

Really?

Yes.

Thank you for letting me stay.

I wish it was a little longer.

I didn't even recognize you yet.

What do you want to know?

When is your birthday?

Oh my god.

What? What is funny?

My birthday was yesterday.

No more.

Are you serious?

You are lying.

I can't tell lies.

Then we need to celebrate, obviously.

No.

Yes.

There is a good restaurant in town.

The best of rural Vermont Bavarian restaurant, by far.

Wiener schnitzel is amazing.

It sounds truly irresistible.

I'm not really a celebration person.

Ok.

It could be fun.

We'll dress stylishly and order a nice wine.

I didn't bring clothes for a special occasion.

If you want to borrow something.

Verity has a lot of stylish clothes.

Let's see.

Dad, dad.

No, no, no.

If I get it... Don't cry from the number.

Don't cry to me from the number.

Dad, you look very handsome.

Hi.

Hi.

Shall I play a joke on you?

Yes, please.

MEAT. What is the abbreviation for?

Like this.

Because they have little lights.

It has small lights.

This was nice.

Knock knock.

Who's that?

A chattering cow.

Who is the chattering cow?

This was also added to the repertoire.

This was also added to the repertoire.

This was also added to the repertoire.

Anna, we're leaving now.

I am coming.

See you when we get back.

Or see you in the morning, okay?

Be nice to Anna, okay?

I love you.

Ok.

I love you too.

What's your process?

My process?

Yes.

All writers have a process, right?

What's yours?

God...

I'm starting to write.

Then I hate what I wrote,

but I keep writing, then I finish the book and pretend to be happy.

It sounds healthy.

It's a very fun process.

OK, I have one more question.

Do you hate this?

Don't you have any fun?

I'm having fun.

Don't I look like I'm having fun?

- You can't tell from his face... - This is my normal face.

I have a chronically bored face.

I hear this a lot.

But I'm having a really good time, I promise.

Ok.

This is by far the best Bavarian restaurant I've been to.

I told you.

This is the best.

The lederhosen detail is really nice.

I felt very stylish.

No, this is like the official dress of the Germans.

Can I ask one more question?

Of course.

Do you think I should start Crew back into therapy?

Yes.

Definitely.

Have you ever been to therapy?

Yes.

It was the best thing that ever happened to me.

I was quite troubled as a child,

and therapy helped me realize that there was nothing wrong with me.

After years of hearing it, I've come to believe it, it works.

Would your mother come to therapy with you?

No.

No.

We were very distant.

It actually seemed quite...

Who?

Well... Verity's main character in her books.

Is this bad?

You really haven't read it.

Just the first one.

From where?

Because I couldn't understand that all these things came from his imagination.

He was always very angry with me for not reading his drafts.

For some reason he needed my approval, However, the whole world approved of him.

Anyway.

Where do you get your approval?

I don't buy it.

My books are not popular.

No... Maybe I'll get a nice comment from time to

time, but so far no one has ever said anything to my face.

"What you wrote is for me "It's important, Lowen," he didn't say.

I think it would be a nice feeling.

I need to tell you something.

I lied to you.

What did you lie about?

Verity hasn't read his book.

Then why did you say that?

I read your book, It was simply magnificent.

I'm sorry, I knew hearing it from me wouldn't mean as much as hearing it

from Verity, but for some reason I really wanted it to mean something to you.

The thing is, what you write is important to me, Lowen.

Happy birthday to you.

Happy birthday to you.

Happy birthday dear Lowen.

Happy birthday to you.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

What did you wish for?

I can't tell you.

Do you know what the secret of this delicious cupcake is?

Tell me.

Vanilla pudding.

Pudding?

It's really delicious.

Really?

I told you.

- It's creamy... - Where?

Verity?

Verity?

Verity?

Oh my god.

-He was standing right here just now... -I'm sorry. I shouldn't have kissed you...

I am sorry.

No, I just saw him.

He can't walk, Lowen.

He was standing right there.

He was standing... He was standing right there.

Your fucking wife was standing right there, Jeremy.

I know what I saw.

There is no one at home.

Anna went home.

Crew is sleeping soundly.

It's definitely not Verity.

I checked.

Trust me.

It's my fault.

You worked non-stop, You're exhausted, and then we...

- I feel so... - Yes, you're right.

Possibly paranoia and guilt.

This place drives people crazy.

Jeremy, you are a prisoner in your own home.

Crew is also a prisoner.

He needs to get away from here.

You need to get back to work.

Take time for yourself, Jeremy.

You can act selfishly sometimes.

You deserve a life where you have moments that have nothing

to do with him and everything to do with you and what you want.

The one I want?

Yes.

What do you want?

You.

I want you, Lowen.

Say it again.

I want you.

These balloons are beautiful.

Red and blue.

Very good.

When will you be back from Boston?

I guess I won't be too late.

Dad, you were going to take us canoeing.

Honey, your mother will take you.

No problem, right?

You can take them out to the lake.

Heyyy..

I want to go into the water.

Does this make you happy?

You'll tell me all about it when I get back, okay?

I'll be back

to... What is this?

This is for you.

Are you kidding?

Isn't it beautiful?

I love it.

It's a whale.

I love you so much, Harper.

I love you too.

Crew, be good and don't upset your mom, okay?

Ok.

Goodbye.

Bye bye.

See you later.

Jeremy went to Boston for business.

I took the kids canoeing.

Harper was sitting at the front of the boat.

Crew was in the middle.

None of us were wearing life jackets.

Then I threw all my weight to one side and the boat tipped over.

Lauren, I'm leaving now.

Verity is watching television.

Ok.

Good night, Lauren.

Hi, Crew.

Hi.

What are you doing?

I'm playing games on my iPad.

Crew, can I ask you a question?

Yes.

Have you ever owned a canoe?

Yes.

Do you remember being in the canoe with your mother and Harper?

Crew, how did the canoe tip over?

My mom said I shouldn't talk to you if you ask about him.

Does your mother talk to you?

Crew, is your mom pretending she can't talk?

Jeremy.

What happened?

He bit the knife.

I don't know.

Can I come with you?

No.

Emergency services can take a long time.

Verity needs someone to stay with her.

Especially this old fool companion he could have.

How many years has he been stringing her along with promises?

Sometimes it helps to have a man next to you,

especially if she's as cheap as a maid.

I know what you did to Harper.

How could you do this?

How could you be so cruel?

Say something.

I know you're faking it.

I know you're faking it.

Say something.

Say something.

You have such a life.

You have a perfect life and,

You have everything anyone could want,

everything I want.

And you don't deserve this.

I will take it all away from you;

your home, your career, your husband.

Keep pretending you don't hear or see me.

Hodri challenge.

You deserve to rot in that poor little robot bed.

You selfish, Machiavellian bitch.

The police took my statement twice.

That's their job.

Harper leaned over the edge of the canoe...

His questions were very simple, It was easy to answer.

The canoe overturned.

We all went under water but Harper... Harper never resurfaced.

I tried to find it but I'm out of breath, I also had to remove Crew.

Does he know the lake and the surrounding area well?

I think I played my part so well that

they were reluctant to ask me any more questions.

Jeremy was devastated.

I thought it would pass It would finally be mine again.

The irony was that I immediately started writing again.

The words were flowing through me but With Jeremy acting like such a loser and no end in sight,

there's nothing left to say, It felt like there was no future for writing.

I'm going out for a bit.

There is no history to make up for.

After Harper died, he became even more unbearable.

I almost wish I hadn't killed him.

So be it.

I just drive the car into a tree and that's it.

Last.

How's Crew?

It took six stitches and lots of painkillers, but he'll be fine.

He'll be passed out for the rest of the night.

Poor thing.

The power keeps going out during storms like this,

so I'll take a shower while I still can.

I'm covered... in dried blood.

Getting bloody has almost become our thing.

What does this do in you?

Why is there a camera in Verity's room?

I can explain this.

We need to talk.

Your wife is not who you think she is.

Not.

He's been lying to you since the first day you met.

Lowen.

Crew said he talked to him.

He's helpless, Lowen.

I know you have a writer's imagination, but do you know what you're saying?

Damn Jeremy, he killed Harper.

What?

He killed Harper.

I can prove it.

Here, read this.

Read.

This is a confession.

Verity's confession.

He wrote this.

I found it on a flash drive.

Everything, everything is here.

You need to know the truth.

He killed Harper.

He is a liar.

Have you seen?

What are you doing?

Damn it.

Verity.

The moment I walk out the door I'll take your handwriting straight to the police,

you'll go to jail and if you don't tell me what happened in this house You'll never see Crew or me again.

Please, please, please let me explain.

What the fuck is this, Verity?

Jeremy, I had to do it.

All this time you've just... W... What?

Please don't hurt me. Please..

Shouldn't I hurt you?

You killed our daughter!

Jeremy.

Jeremy.

Jeremy!

Stop.

Stop, you're crushing your windpipe.

Jeremy, stop!

He killed Harper.

Think Crew.

If you do this, there will be no mother or father left.

They realize that he killed him.

Fuck.

You have to make it look like an accident.

No.

Cover his nose and mouth until he stops breathing.

Leave no trace.

No.

No problem.

No problem.

Ok.

We'll make up a story.

The two of us will make up a

story and the truth will remain only with us, Forever just between us.

Ok.

We did the right thing.

We are good people.

No problem.

No problem.

It's done.

There was no turning back.

We were free of Verity.

His cruel tricks could no longer touch us or the Crew.

Did you have any contact with Verity last night?

No, I was working in the office.

I was hired to help him write,

and then I went to bed very early, I don't know, maybe around 22.00?

Did you hear anything?

Do you have any idea when he might have left the house?

So, after all, he was bedridden... But his consciousness was going in and out...

I can't imagine what his mental state was like if he was able to get out of bed.

My fear is that he might have been confused

or distraught and went looking for Harper or something.

Do you remember anything else from last night? Anything that might work?

No.

I am sad.

I wish I could help more.

Ok.

Thank you.

There's one more thing I have to ask.

What?

I wonder if you were working on the new Noble Virtue book with Verity?

Maybe.

Sorry.

I'm a huge fan. I've been waiting for this for so long.

No problem.

This will be the best yet.

Super.

Famous Writer's Body, Found in Lake Vermont.

OK, guys.

Hello?

Good morning, my sun.

Happy moving day.

Thanks.

I just arrived. Hi.

Jeremy and Crew are almost they are ready to go out.

I came to get them.

Hashed has approved the draft of your new book, you can start writing.

That's great, but you'll have to ask them for additional time.

I might want to.

Ok.

We'll talk soon.

God, I miss you so much.

Hi.

Hi.

I have something for you.

What?

Here's something.

Ok.

Why?

Close your eyes.

Close...

Should I close my eyes?

Close your eyes.

Ok.

Stretch out your hands.

Just put it here.

Don't move.

Ok.

Ok.

Should I keep waiting?

Yes.

Ok.

I know.

It's a great thing.

This is a preprint copy.

who took it in his hand You are the first person.

I can't wait to read it.

This is mine.

Yes.

Yes.

I'm so proud of you.

You did it.

We did it together.

Mother!

Hi.

Watch out for your little brother.

No problem.

I know, I know.

Hi.

I'm so glad to see you.

I miss you.

Are you excited for our next adventure?

It's a really long way to go to Southport, North Carolina.

OK, let's go.

Do you want to say goodbye to your room?

My pictures.

Which pictures?

Crew?

Oh my god.

Don't scare me like that.

What are you doing?

I received my pictures.

Look.

Where did you find these?

From my secret hiding place.

But I can't say where.

You'd better tell me where you are.

You will immediately tell me where you are.

You wait outside, I'll be right back, then we'll go, okay?

“Dear Jeremy, if you are reading this letter,

it means Crew and I are in a safe place.

Even though I try to forget where it all started to go wrong,

I am cursed with this mind that never forgets anything.

He was at dinner with Amanda.

I was talking about my new novel.

I don't know if you listened to this part of the conversation,

but I guess you didn't because writer talk always bored you.

That's when he told me to try an exercise he called antagonistic journaling.

It's a writing exercise that will definitely help you get into the mind of a villainous character.

You start by writing a diary of your life, The only difference is that you reverse your inner voice.

The exact opposite of what you thought that day, the opposite of who you are.

Try it.

Write about your daily life, Add an uncanny inner voice.

So evil, perverted, Should I be the selfish one?

Exactly.

Let's hold tight.

It sounded simple, harmless.

I've become increasingly adept at getting into the mind of a villain.

It was exciting, Moreover, it was working.

It felt incredibly good to me,

This is why I can create such realistic and scary characters in my novels.

That's why my books sold, because I was good at it.

My mind was in such a dark place after Harper's death.

I was trying anything to help me get through it.

Every day I pushed myself to make what I wrote more shocking, more disturbing.

Then one day I left the file open on the computer, and you read it...

But that was just an exercise.

It wasn't real.

You haven't read anything I've written in a very long time.

After all those years of marriage, how could you believe

anything in that manuscript as real for even a second?

Seriously, Jeremy, don't you know me at all?

Every memory we made as a family was

erased with every new word of the manuscript you read.

He disappeared.

There was nothing left inside him but hatred.

I'll never forget that look on his face as he sat there looking at me.

It was pure agony.

That's what I thought until I got dizzy

and everything went blurry and I realized you believed it.

I looked out the windshield.

I only saw trees, At that moment I realized what he was doing.

You were going to kill me and make my death look like an accident.

No.

Without realizing it, I wrote my own death in the last two sentences of my manuscript.

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Your plan didn't work, did it, Jeremy?

The trouble was that I was still alive, So I made a plan.

I knew that if I tried to deny that manuscript, you wouldn't believe me, and that if you noticed that I was getting better,

you would turn me in to the police or finish the job yourself.

I had to escape and take Crew with me.

The thought of leaving you alone in the house where we shared so many moments together hurt me.

Everything I've done since the day I woke up was for Crew.

Hi Crew.

He's the only one who knows I'm still here inside... that I can

still think and have a voice.

Do you want to play a game?

Ok.

It's a secret.

Hello.

Oh my god.

My baby.

Oh my god.

I am her.

Oh my god.

Hey.

Hi.

Are you ok?

Hmm.hmm..

Are you sure?

Today is just a weird, emotional day.

Ok.

Yes.

Crew is in the car.

You have to go.

Hmm.hmm..

OK.

Get ready to head into town for dinner.

Ok.

I'll be back in a second.

around one last time I will keep an eye out.

I love you.

Oh this house...

manuscript script, letter, her husband.

I don't know what to believe.

All I knew for sure was that Verity was a master at distorting the truth.

The only question remaining is; What truth was he distorting?

Each novel in your series is based on 9 moral and ethical principles.

Which of these themes was the most fun to corrupt?

The truth. How hard can I push him?

and told them that maybe being sure wasn't the wisest choice,

how much time to attract the audience before showing I wanted to see if I could make sure.