NIKLAS
It was two days after Annabelle's strange visit.
Two whole days had passed and I couldn't for the life of me understand why Annabelle did what she did. It made no sense at all. So she stole a ring that, pushing sentimental value aside, was literally worthless. Something wasn't adding up. Annabelle was many things but stupid. She wouldn't have gone through the trouble of visiting me and spitting lies if she didn't have something to gain. That just wasn't who Annabelle was.
“Thank you very much,” Cole said to the waiter, smiling. Turning to me, he said, “You know what? Maybe we shouldn't give this any more thoughts.”
I shook my head at him. “I’m afraid my brain wouldn't allow me that leisure. Besides, this is Annabelle we are talking about. She's not crazy.”
“She’s not crazy?”
