"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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"Are you sure you're not hungry?" Mom asked me for the hundredth time. I was discharged from the hospital and was advised to keep my movements to the minimum and rest as much as possible. Dr. Salovey also said that my body took time to heal since it was weak.
I used to lose my appetite during stressful times and this past month had been nothing but unnerving. But after that, my mom always hovered above me to make sure I consumed sufficient amount of food every day.
"Yes mom. I'm full. You already made me drink orange juice, french toast and a fruit dish. Plus, I just had lunch. If you feed me even a little, I'll die and I'm not even joking." I sighed and closed my eyes for a nap.
"Fine. But if you need anything, let me know," she smiled and caressed my forehead.
"Noted."
"Honey?"
"Mhhmm?"
"Is there anything you want to tell me?
I opened my eyes and looked at my mom who had a serious look on her face along with a hint of worry. I knew exactly what she meant, but I hesitated before answering her question. I was debating whether I should let her know the truth or not. While thinking, I realized that there was a heavy chance that without Blake, Caleb would have killed me without remorse.
My parents would have been completely clueless on the matter and someone else would have to be responsible to tell them the truth and that too if they felt the need.
"Rosalind didn't commit suicide. She was murdered," I murmured.
"Oh my god!" She gasped and placed her hand on top of mine.
"We found a letter when we went to Picasso for the first time after the funeral. Since then we have been trying to connect the dots and find out who killed her."
"Is that why Kelly and Blake are here?" She questioned and I nodded in answer.
"Val, we almost lost you. Did you know the shock I received when out of the blue, Blake called us at 12:30 am? This is too risky and I'm not sure if I like you participating in these cruel games."
"But mom, wouldn't you want to find out who murdered me if I was in Rosalind's shoes and you in her parent's? I'm just doing what a good friend needs to do. We already had a fallout, I have to do this!" I calmly replied.
"Look, you're old enough to make your decisions and if you choose to continue, I'll understand. But you need to know that you are the most important person of our life and we won't know how to move on if something happened to you," mom let a tear roll down and I immediately engulfed her, closing my eyes and letting her love surround me.
"I promise to not do anything stupid," I said and kissed her cheek.
"Alright. Get some rest," She smiled and tucked a piece of hair behind my ear. "Also, you have a surprise tonight."
