The narrorrator loved the old man and the old man had never done anything bad to him. “I loved the old man. He had never wronged me. He had never given me insult. For his gold I had no desire.”(Poe 3 ). this evidance is support for my claim because if you love somebody, then there is something missing from your life when they die and many people tend to blame themselves when a loved one dies, even if it has nothing to do with them.
Even though the narrorrator went through all the effort and time to cover up the murdur,