"Who would do such a thing?" I asked myself, confused.
Kyler hadn't said anything else earlier, but I was certain the handwriting I saw didn't belong to Nick.
How did anyone find out about me being Mystery Rose? In my worry, I suddenly thought of Jackie. We met in Singapore a year ago. I took out my phone to call her.
"Hi sis, how are you?" she greeted cheerfully on the other end. "Have you and Nick met yet?"
"Uh... yes."
"Really? You don't sound very happy."
"I'm fine. I just called to ask if you and Nick were still talking. I thought you might have mentioned Mystery Rose to him."
"Huh? I don't contact him anymore, partly to avoid his friend. But why do you ask?"
"Oh, it's nothing," I refused. "Just making sure you won't say anything about it..."
"Of course, don't worry. Besides,
