It's a fact that you can't help who you fall in love with. And for Rosaline Davenport and him, it definitely shouldn't have been each other.
Because, sometimes, love stories have blood on them.
[warning: this is the mother of all slow-burns]
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• Zach's promise to keep in touch w/ Rose after they leave Springfield
• Adam & Juanita deciding to take Micah's and Dahlia's photos around the city to inquire if anybody's seen them around
• Micah's last case still in trial; Maverick Arlington being tried for killing his wife after finding out about her affair
• Micah & Dahlia shot w/ two different guns
• 2 burner phones; one registered under Micah for which he made regular payments and the other, under Rose, for which she paid
• Juanita going through paperwork and finding something in it that ties to bracelet on Dahlia's corpse
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【 26.
Twenty-six
Qahr 】
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[ Qahr • rage/fury/divine wrath ]
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ROSALINE’S EYES DON’T look away from the detective in front of her, but she’s awfully quiet.
The words aren’t ringing in her head—there’s no continuous echo of them around her ears. But what Adam Stone just told her leaves behind a silence so profound that nothing else matters in the universe except for those words.
Were you aware of your husband’s affair with Dahlia Hawthorne?
“Ma’am?” Detective Stone’s voice calls out, but it sounds so far away. So far away. Rosaline isn’t sure she’s living in the same world or timeline that he’s in.
No, she wants to say. No. No. No. No. she wants to keep saying it, wants to keep shaking her head.
But what is she saying no to, exactly? No, she wasn’t aware of it? Or no, Micah would never ever?
“Ma’am, I understand this must be hard for you to listen to right now,” the detective is saying, “But the faster we get this done with, the faster you can get out of here and don’t have to bother with us anymore.”
Rosaline blinks at him. Huh?
The man across her sighs and lets his shoulders drop, rubbing his eyes in what looks like exhaustion. “You really had no idea,” he says, but it sounds like he’s talking to himself.
