Arriving home

Beatrice stared at him, she didn't know what was on his mind.

"Take your calls" Brandon muttered, the person wasn't picking.

"What are you doing?" She asked him.

"Prooving to you that I love you" He said and Beatrice chuckled.

"Well, I just woke up. It's not needed, all I need right now is some spaghetti, some ice cream, some chocolates and some ... " She was counting her finger when saying those words, but then she stopped when she noticed the bracelet tied around her wrist. "Who... You?" She asked and Brandon nodded. 

"We have a lot to talk about, but first I wanna ask you this question.....Why did you take the poison?" He asked and Beatrice sighed. 

"At night, I wasn't able to sleep and that was because I kept seeing him. That day at the police station, I saw his files, his family... That little girl won't get to see her dad again, I felt guilty, I couldn't live with the guilt. And also you act grumpy and am left alone, it was a