The story of a voicless ghost

Chapter twelve

I wake up feeling a cold breeze, we are still on the garden. The sky is full of stars and the moon is bright, I smile when I notice Abel snuggled beside me, he looks calm. Still laying on the grass I start remembering what we had discovered, Julien was in love with Abel and so was he, so who killed him? I remembered the date the cards where written, 1821, I bet in those days it was a crime for two boys to be in love but I don't think that they would be so stupid and not prevent anyone to know. Did Abel tell anyone about it? I don't think so and neither could've Julien told someone, it would be far to risky.

I thought about it for a bit more but didn't go anywhere. What if someone found out? Raymond for example, it would be the perfect thing to rip the Dawson family apart, it made sense, he would tell Walter and he would be so devastated...but that still didn't explain who killed him. Ideas where starting to run out until I looked at Abel for a moment and remembered something, he had unconsciously named Cora asking her not to do something, what if she had found them? It made sense, she wanted Abel to herself and she would want his brother somehow to pay for what he had done. She would've gone to her father who rather than killing his own son he would kill Abel and blame only him.

My breath starts to get faster every second as I realize that I had solved the mystery, or maybe. I woke Abel up in a rush and guided him towards where I had supposed that everything started, he looked confused but I had no time to waste. When we got to the blue room I finally stopped and allowed him to ask what was going on.

"I think I know what happened" I said feeling confident

"Wait are you sure?"

"Positive"

"Who did it then?"

"You already know"