Falling 2
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- Mrs. Blaise Adler is one to hide her secrets well. She goes to work every day, and Emily never knows what that “work” is. It’s a mystery. It’s a game. Emily likes games. Mrs. Adler likes to leave mysteries for Emily to solve, but this one landed her in the hospital, dead.
- I am speaking on behalf of the Vienna Police Department. Your mother, Mrs. Blaise Adler has just passed in the hospital after a car crash.
- Ms. Adler? Ms. Adler are you there?
- It felt like her whole world just froze. Everything was falling. Nothing made sense. Her mind was foggy, filled with shock and confusion. It just didn't make any sense. She didn't dare to reply.
- Emily heard a knock at the door. She knew that knock. It was embedded in her brain like the very basic alphabet she learned in kindergarten. 2 knocks. 1 knock. 3 knocks. She ran to the door. She knew that knock. She knew who was standing behind that door. She just didn't know why. Why now? Why did it take Mom dying for him to come? Why did it take him 8 whole years? Click. The lock unlocked. The door opened in a haste.
- He wrapped his arms around her. She didn't let go. After 8 whole years, she lost someone else. First her dad. Then James. Now her mom. This time, forever. And no one was left other than the one who left her once before. But he came back.
- Emily.
- James?
- It all began again. The same cries. The same laughs. The same memories. Until they go their separate ways. He and his parents moved away, and everything fell apart. Now, they talked. For hours. About anything and everything. Until it got to that awkward silence once again that James couldn't hold it in anymore.
- She opens the bag and misses a breath. A key. Mom’s car key. Covered in blood. James is staring at her. Not at the bag. Not at the blood. At Emily. Because James didn't care what was in that envelope, he already knew what she would find in the end. What mattered was that he was there when she did. “Blood”, whispered Emily, eyebrows raised, eyes wide open. The same face 8 years later too. She scurried for the note. Answers. I need answers. The moment her eyes flash on it, she grabs it. Blaise didn't die in any old accident. This. Was suicide.
- Was that supposed to hurt?
- She left you something. Here..
- that's blood...
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