𝐻𝑒𝑟 𝑛𝑎𝑚𝑒 𝑖𝑠 𝐴𝑙𝑖𝑐𝑒

𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝑛𝑜𝑡𝑒

"Yeah she wrote me a note through my door explaining why she stole from John."
It was what I thought it was.
"And why did she? I don't think it's justified either way."
"I don't either," she replied. "But I guess she had a good point."
"How exactly could 𝐄𝐦𝐦𝐚 have a good point?"
"Well you can see for yourself..." She pulled out the note from her dress pocket.
"You kept it?" I asked angrily.
"Yeah," she unfolded the paper. "I had a feeling I would need it, and it turns out that I did. "
"Fair point." I replied.

'𝙳𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝙰𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚎,
𝙸'𝚖 𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚊𝚢. 𝙸 𝚠𝚒𝚜𝚑 𝙸 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚢, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎. 𝙸'𝚖 𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚢 𝙸 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚕𝚎 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝙹𝚘𝚑𝚗, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙸 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚐𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚘𝚗. 𝙸 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚍𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚕, 𝚊𝚜 𝙸 𝚏𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚖𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎.

𝙸 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚕𝚎 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝙹𝚘𝚑𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝙸'𝚖 𝚙𝚘𝚘𝚛. 𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚗𝚘 𝚓𝚘𝚔𝚎. 𝙼𝚢 𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚓𝚘𝚋, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚠𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚔𝚛𝚞𝚙𝚝. 𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚘 𝚍𝚒𝚍 𝚠𝚎.
𝙸𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚁𝚢𝚊𝚗'𝚜 𝚋𝚒𝚛𝚝𝚑𝚍𝚊𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙸 𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚝 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝙸 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚖𝚎 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎. 𝙸 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚗𝚘 𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚊 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚓𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚛𝚢 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚕 𝚒𝚗 𝙰𝙽𝚈 𝚠𝚊𝚢, 𝚕𝚎𝚝 𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚖𝚘𝚖'𝚜 𝚓𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚛𝚢.

𝙰𝚜 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚏 𝙸 𝚊𝚖 𝚍𝚎𝚎𝚙𝚕𝚢 𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚢, 𝙸 𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚒𝚝 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚠𝚗 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚙, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝙸 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐. 𝙸 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚐𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚊 𝚗𝚎𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚎. 𝙸 𝚊𝚖 𝚘𝚗 𝚖𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜, 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝙹𝚘𝚑𝚗'𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔.

𝚂𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚢 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗,
𝙴𝚖𝚖𝚊 ♡'

Alice looked at me tears brewing in her eyes.
"I got this yesterday- the day John died."
"Hmm..." I thought trying to piece it together. "It's hard. Emma's note both helps her case, and worsens it."
"Yeah, that's what I thought."