Chapter three.

Penelope narrating:

The detective needed help sitting in the chair because she was a dwarf, I helped her and sat on the couch opposite her, I swallowed dryly as I realized that the five of us hadn't been in the same place like this for a long time, well.... There were four of us now.

— Well, I am Detective Katie Monteiro and this is my partner David O'connell. And we are responsible for the case of Miss Samantha's murder, well, what we know is, the victim had been receiving threats related to your character right?

Sebastian raised his voice and began to explain, my heart raced as I started to listen to him. He was standing with one leg in front of the other, fixing the tie of his dark blue suit, leaning against the wall, close to Ian who was devouring a strawberry pie.

— Samantha and I have been receiving threats since the Incident, but we never took it seriously!

Esme held my wrist tightly as she sat down next to me on the sofa, I was so taken aback by her touch that I jumped and shifted where I was sitting, everyone in the room looked at me.

— What kind of threats? — The other detective spoke up standing against the door, looking narrow-eyed at Sebastian.

— Here, I found some, some we read and destroyed immediately.

Sebastian took two steps to the rustic wooden table and handed the detective a blue folder, she opened it and read the paper.

— Wait, what do we have to do with all this, Detective?— Ian said with a mouth full of pie, standing near the bookcase.

She looked around, putting her mouth together and standing up looked like she didn't understand the question.

— We didn't ask you to come here, Mr. Sebastian did!

— I need to talk to you because... — He shoved his right hand in his pocket. — I think this guy or whoever might be after not only Samantha... Look, look what his letters say.

He took the paper and handed it to me, I felt a chill run down my spine when I read, ''Liandra and Noah you have been unfaithful and must pay for your crime according to the Kingdom of Lullay.'' All the letters pasted with magazine clippings.

— Do you understand now? — He raised his eyebrow walking back and forth in the room. — Liandra and Noah are the names of our characters.

My theory is that it's probably some psychopath mixing reality with fantasy. And who knows what he is capable of!

He finished his sentence looking at me with his eyes wide open, I wanted to leave that room, to get out of that place, I beat my feet on the floor trying to focus.

— Sebastian, this is ridiculous. — Esme reported with an air of superiority, crossing her long white legs, "Honey, you need to sleep.

— Well, we'll look into all the evidence. — The detective pursed her lips together in pink lipstick. — Was there anyone else who might have something against the victim?

Sebastian shook his head to the side as a sign of no, I could feel pity in his stunned expression, when the detectives finished, I said goodbye to everyone and went home.

Because in these moments we need to stop for a while, pull the air in and let go of everything that has been suffocating us, I had left the clinic well, clean actually, and happy for a fresh start.

But even with this tumble, I still had a beautiful fresh start ahead of me.

Things would work out, they would catch whoever had done this to Samantha and there would be justice, I took a deep breath lowering the window of the limo.

I was learning not to put the weight of the world on my back, I looked out the car windows at the lights of New York, I don't know, but this crazy city has always been fascinating to me.

I wish I had my camera here, I loved collecting pictures of the places I passed by, the people, the smiles, the animals in the park.

Sometimes I liked to disguise myself and spend the day in Central Park, smiling passing my hand over my lips when I remembered the day they recognized me, and even then it was still worth it.

I stretched my legs thinking about the advice my grandmother gave me, about dating again, I don't know, maybe I could live my own romance script, maybe one like in "A Place called Notting Hill" or "The Daily Passion.

But without the impossible love parts, but with the cute scenes and the companionship. I blinked as I felt the snow coming in through the window.

I don't know, but before all that I need to adjust my life and leave the ghosts of the past behind.