── 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒎𝒆,
𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒎𝒚 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒅𝒐𝒆𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒂𝒍𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒚. ❞
in which a young man from the fbi,
fell in love with his pen pal from his childhood.
they never met.
never saw each other.
until several wome...
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chapter fifteen,,
the shot.
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QUIETNESS WAS INSTALLED.
Yet it was the loudest sound.
Everyone could hear each other hearts beating like they never did.
- Let her go and you can have me! You can kill me instead! pleaded Spencer desperately.
- You would do that? started Diane.
- Yes, replied Spencer.
- You would kill yourself for her? asked again Diane Turner crying and angry.
- Yes ! he replied without any hesitation.
- Thomas Merton..., declared Emma Douglas while looking straight at Spencer.
A little sad smile appeared on Spencer's face with his arm bleeding.
- Who's Thomas Merton ? yelled Diane while crying harder.
- He knows..., whispered Emma only looking at Spencer.
- Who is Thomas Merton? WHO IS HE ?! screamed Diane Turner devasted.
-He's the one thing you can never take from us, were Emma's last words.
Two shots echoed in the room.
One for Emma Douglas.
One for Dian Turner.
The bullet transected Diane's skull and hit Emma's as well.
Killing both.
At that very moment, Spencer Reid fell on his knees and his whole world was torn apart like the wind has blown away the dust.
Blanck is all he could see.
No stars.
No joy.
No happiness.
An endless emptiness.
Meanwhile, his world was falling apart, his brain was proceeding with the emotional impact. He couldn't move nor blink, he was frozen in place.
It was his zugzwang, just like in chess.
The situation where every possible move or decision is a bad one,
or one that will result in damage or loss.
It was his loss.
There was no other way, no Emma anymore.
And he had just realized that when he heard the ambulance's sirens, and the soft touch of Aaron's hands on his shoulder, leading him slowly into the car.
