Violet petals
Proluge
"Garry, is something wrong?"
I snapped out of my thoughts when Ib asked me that, concern lacing her voice.I just smiled at her and tried not to look she knew what I was thinking about, she would probably want to search through the entire gallery, which was not something we needed.
"Nothing's wrong Ib, I was just...thinking."
"Ooh, was it a person?A girl maybe?"
I looked at Mary, shocked at her sudden curiousity.I knew she would just pester me into telling her, but that didn't mean I had to tell her everything.
"I was thinking about a girl I knew."
"What's her name?I might know her."
"Her name..."I felt my heart ache at the very thought"Was Elizabeth Hardevy."
I sighed and felt saddness creeping up on me.
"Well, when we get out of here, you should let her know that you were thinking about her while you were gone."
"I...don't think I can Mary."
"Why?"
I ruffled Ib's hair a bit after she asked that.
"She's been missing for three fact, the same gallery we were act was the last place she was seen."
" -Garry, are those..."
I looked at the floor and gasped in rose petals were on the ground, a small trail of them.
T-they're the exact same color as Elizabeth's eyes!Does that mean-?!No, she wouldn't be in a place like this.
"Let's see where they go."
A small bit of hope mixed with dread found it's way inside me as we followed the right out in the middle of the hallway,was her.She was clutching a very unhealthy looking violet rose, her breathing raspy and uneven.
Nothing about her had same light brown hair, ivory colored skin, even the same favorite strapless silver dress, black heels, and a red brooch on the collar of her clothes she would wear when ever she was going some where that required formal was no doubt about who she was.
"Elizabeth?!"
She barely opened her eyes, and I saw those familar violet orbs.
"Garry, is this-?"
I ran over to Elizabeth and picked her bridal style, trying not to crush her in the condition she was in, I could still see her snuggled into my chest, trying to get some comfort.
"Ib,Mary, this is Elizabeth Hardevy, my fiance."