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I sat on my bed, reading my book. Hal came and apologized to me, but I refused. She didn't need to apologize for something that had nothing to do with her. I explained to her that I had once loved Koontz and the news had upset me. She comforted me, but I felt even worse because he supposedly killed her friend. She shouldn't be the one comforting me. She eventually left.

I read for a little while longer before deciding to mess around with my Search Engine. I asked it all sorts of questions about the world. And it would answer. Why was the grass green? Because chlorophyll in the grass has a green pigment to it. What makes a cat purr? Cats make vibrations when they inhale and exhale by using their vocal folds and the muscles of the larynx. How many stars are in the sky? Unkown.
And so on and so on until I finally asked it the question I was most curious about. What happened to Felicity Lightheart?
I clicked on the first news article that popped up and read.

Felicity Lightheart, birthing number 10093, was murdered on the evening of January 7th between the time of 6:00pm and 10:00pm. After investigation, it was determined that Lightheart's match, Quinton Koontz, birthing number 76556, stabbed Lightheart in the chest with a pair of sewing sheers and then fled the scene with the sheers. He was then found outside of Sector 16F's wall with the sheers in his possession. Lightheart's body will be shipped back to her original sector, 3C, for her memorial service. The Lightheart family would wish any gifts to be donated to the Lower Sectors Fund. This fund helps those living in the lower sectors receive food and clothing.

I wiped my eyes, not realize that I had shed a few tears. I still couldn't believe that Koontz had done such a thing. He was running from the scene of the crime with the murder weapon. It looked so bad. There had to be a reasonable explanation, right?

There was a knock on the door. I wiped my face one last time before telling the person to come in. It was Addeck. "What was in that letter?"

I stood up from my place at the desk, "What do you mean?"

"The letter you sent home. To him. Before he killed her."

I shook my head. I had forgotten I sent a letter. Did someone think I told him to do that? "I just told him that I missed him and that I wish I was home. I didn't tell him to do anything."

"Well, that's not what the latest report says. It got to the news that he received a letter from you the day before. They are speculating that you told him that you still loved him and that the only way that you two would be together would be to murder your matches."

"I would never! I didn't say that at all. I just told him that I missed him and that I was homesick. I didn't tell him that I loved him or that he should kill her!"

He threw his hands up in rage, "Don't shoot the messenger. I'm only telling you what I heard. Mom's already got our lawyer on the case if they decide to pursue that part of the investigation. I thought you would like to know."

I shook my head, "Just get out please."

Without another word he shut the door. I collapsed into my chair. This was all had to be one huge nightmare. There was no way that Koontz killed her, and now I was suspected to being apart of it? How had this happened to me? How had this happened to Koontz?

I wished that I hadn't sent him that letter. Maybe it did trigger something. Maybe he did-

No.

There was no way. As much as I tried to make myself come to terms with what had happened, I still couldn't believe it. But now because of my desperation to hold on to him, to my past, I was in this mess as well. I had to figure a way out of it. For both of us.

There was another knock on the door, this time they entered before I could speak. Startled, I stood up. Mrs. Bly walked in with two guards trailing behind her. "Hi sweetie. These guards are here to take you in for questioning. Please, just go with them. Mr. Lawrkson, our lawyer, has already been notified and will meet you there." I nodded, not really sure what to do. "Mr. Lawrkson advised that you not say a word. Okay? It's for your own protection."