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Withered Flower Pharmacist

Summary:

It will always be a wonder how everything we take for granted can disappear in thin air. Since birth there is only one thing certain. Death. And there is no person who joins the Grim Reaper in a dance like Ophelia. Distanced and abesnt-minded, her social exile ends once she moves to 221B Baker Street, in one of the two flats. Moreover, one of her clients intrigues her and piques her curiosity in a dangerous way. He works for the Moriarty household, for which Ophelia holds a grudge since childhood, as a butler. What could possibly hide in those scarlet eyes, that piqued her interest?

Notes:

Idk what to say. Read and find out, ig

Chapter 1: To: Reader`s

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This is my first fanfic

I didn't  put any tags, cause I want to surprise people. However, I will mention that things get dark and there will be blood and many deaths, some by illness and some not. I still haven`t decided if there will only be fluff or smut too (I will put a lil warning sign at the beginning of the chapter if things get heated) . I want to make this fanfic quite long so bear with me, if you want to.



Also, English isn`t my first language so please ignore grammatical errors if you see them.



Idk what to say……



Have a good day, may you receive short assignments (if you are in school or in college), may your wi-fi be strong, may your microwaved food not burn your tongue and may you find good fanfics! <3