With a heart as heavy as lead, Detective Rogers read those last three painful messages over the over again and when he was done hurting himself, he forcefully smashed his fist against his table as though trying to divert the pain in his heart onto his hand.
When his gaze accidentally landed on the picture frame that was displayed beside his huge collection of books, he picked it up.
"Why, Alyanna? Why do we have to end up like this??? Am I lacking in anything? Why?!!! You should have at least told me before leaving me on this miserable state. Please, tell me why any of this had to happen to us?"
He spat those words through his gritted teeth and while he was at it, he was also staring at Alyanna's face on the picture that was smiling back at him.
Detective Rogers tried his best to hold back his tears. He did not want even a single droplet of his tears to fall down from his eyes, he even choked in the process of doing so, yet it was still to no avail.
