It was those tears that told me beyond a doubt that he was innocent. That he never had anything to do with what happened to me. And it didn't take Sherlock Holmes to figure out who was responsible for his sudden confession.
Isabella...His mother...
Without another thought I rushed to his house and to his parents' bedroom. To say I went crazy was an understatement. I went through literally every shelf and desk drawer. Every place that I thought something could be hidden. Silly me...I could have saved myself a whole bunch of trouble if I had immediately opened up the jewelry box sitting on the vanity table. Well...It turned out I opened it last. 547Please respect copyright.PENANAlXWsXYy8bx
Among the several glinting gold chains and bracelets was a strange locket. Shaped like a book. There was a word on it.
HAMLET
To be continued...
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