"Mom?!" Roxianne's voice cracks. "Oh, honey!" Her mom smiles and opens her arms for a hug. Roxianne runs up to her and hugs her like no tomorrow. "I-I miss you!" Roxianne starts crying. "Dimples, you shouldn't cry." Her mom calls her, her childhood nickname. "Mom, y-you haven't called me that since I was little." Roxianne laughs through her tears.
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"I need you to listen to me. I wasn't killed by sickness, I was murdered by your father." She sits onto the nearby chair. "I know." Roxianne wipes her tears. Marie looks at Brendon for answers, he scratches his head, "Well, while we were capturing his soul. We kind of made him confess. Confess h-his~" "Sins." They all say in unison. She smacks Brendon on the back of the head, "You know you could've stopped him." Marie plays with Roxianne's hair. "She killed him before I could stop them." Brendon gets sweaty.
After all the arguments and discipline, she calms down and shows a screen. "I wanna show you from my watcher's perspective. These guys." She points to her guards. They all sit down, Roxianne sits in between Brendon and her mom.
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Watcher POV
What is happening? She really loves the children, the little girl...
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Haha, this child cracks me up. The teenage boy.
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