"We are as responsible for Rosalind's death. So, don't you dare back out now. We all have our secrets which is making us feel guilty. Own up to it and help me find who killed her."
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Valerie Hudson and Brianna Sawyer left their small town life and...
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After finding out horrifying facts about Rosalind and what happened to her, I kept on getting this sick feeling. I wanted to be there to hug her.
Then I looked at Brianna who was fidgeting with the hem of her shirt, fighting back the tears and smiled to myself.
Her mother called me and informed me about the events that occurred recently. She told me that Brianna was in a dire need of friend.
At that moment, I knew that I had to be there for her. Screw my ego. I already lost Rosalind to it, but I was going to do right by Brianna.
"Hey, Bri." I called out to her, grabbing her attention. "Why don't we have a sleepover today? It'll be fun plus we both need it right now. We can watch movies, talk and you can tell me what's been bothering you or I could be your vent out buddy. Whatever suits you."
She gave me a longing look with eyes filled with happiness mixed with a little bit of hurt.. I knew she figured out why I wanted to do this, just like I knew what her answer was going to be.
"I'd really like that." She whispered and I gently squeezed her hand.
After everyone left, Brianna stayed back. We figured that she could have dinner here today. She called her mom and informed her about the plans for tonight. She was delighted that we were spending time together.
My mom was thrilled too. She loved cooking and now there was an addition to our dinner today.
Blake and Kelly locked their door and decided to work on the case. They were trying to connect the dots.
Till now we all were fixated that Rosalind's rapist killed her. It made a lot of sense and he had motive too. Kelly said that she'll place a call to her office and how his alibi check out the moment we find who did it.
We just needed a name. That's it. A name to find out his whereabouts and what this guy does now.
Jordan promised to take Blake to the club. Lenny didn't want to accompany them because of obvious reasons.
The two of them were going to go down there tomorrow and ask about. Jordan would not seem much suspicious asking around since he was a member to the gang.
When he broke the news to us, I had no words to express my shock. A lot of things made sense now. His motorbike, the leather jacket he wore around and the way he came off strong and had a neutral face.
While everyone was doing something in the house, Brianna and I sat there like couch potatoes watching her concerts and listening to her wild stories and fan encounter moments.
I hardly interrupted her since she was having so much fun talking about it that I just wanted her to go on speaking.
"I know my mom told you about my recent breakdown. It's not a big deal, you know." She stated.
