Chapter 65
"Better take it, Miss Mary." Sherlock Holmes handed the rose in his hand to Mary, "It will never accompany me into the streets tomorrow." Mary was stunned. She was completely unresponsive to the current situation, except that when Holmes handed the roses over, Mary foolishly took the crimson blossoms, completely unaware of what the detective had sent over. It wasn't until the tiny thorns on the stem of the rose brushed against her thumb and the subtle sting snapped Mary back to reality. It also made her realize that the person in front of her, far from being a hallucination caused by her worry, was real. Oh, my God! Holmes actually came to Milton? He just came to Milton? The living detective appeared before her, and Mary's attention was pressed to what he had handed over. "I .....
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