DISCLAIMER: Phoenix Wright is not mine.
Being questioned was like being in hell. Especially stupid questions like "Why'd you do it?" or "How'd you do it?". Policemen, detectives, and the like were obviously a smart group of people. At the least they had common sense. Either way, they had pieced together a puzzle and figured out that Adrian Andrews had tried to take her own life away. There was a broken fan (whereabouts aren't important), a rope in a trash can (who in their right mind would go looking through a trash can?), and the marks on her neck. I guess any idiot could've figured it out, she realized with an odd feeling inside her. It was a mix of self-pity, self-anger, hopelessness, despair, and something else she couldn't put her finger on.
When will I be let out…? I want to go home…I want to leave this interrogation room and sort everything out.
Adrian Andrews suddenly felt dizzy and light-headed. Thankfully, as if on cue, they let her go right then. They figured she wasn't a threat to anybody but herself, and thought there wouldn't be any trouble if they let her go.
The dizziness she felt in the interrogation room seemed to be temporary; as soon as she stepped outside, she felt – physically – back to normal. Walking, she suddenly she thought of something – something that never had occurred to her before – something that made her stop, dead in her tracks, frozen with terror.
This whole mess. This attempt to take her own life away…it would not leave her. It would be with her forever. And not just inside, in her own mind, but on a record. Some file, somewhere, deep in the place where they store files such as these, there will lay a record. A small scrap of paper, maybe even a sticky note, listing just a few things. It would come back to haunt her someday – she knew it.
What was she to do in the meantime? Going to Juan again seemed to be a decent idea, but now he probably thinks she's a psychotic maniac. There was no point in going to Matt, as he had nothing to do with anything. Their relationship (Celeste's and Matt's) was long over.
And then it all came to her. Matt…Matt had had a relationship with Celeste for some time, as she was her manager, and broke up with her sometime later. Adrian clearly remembered Celeste coming to her with grief. She was then Juan's manager, and had a relationship with him. They had gotten engaged. Adrian remembered an excited Celeste coming to her with the news. And several days before the wedding came the tragic disaster. But what had happened?
She knew. She knew now what had happened that made her go over the edge. Matt had told Juan about their past relationship, and Juan was low enough to call off the wedding, in pure disgust at the thought of marrying one of his rivals' leftovers.
This horrid revelation – this horrid, horrid realization of the cause of her death – made Adrian want to die all over again.
But she was over that.
This…This is personal.
A/N: This is the last chapter. I left the ending like this on purpose – the main point of this story was to portray the thoughts of Adrian after Celeste's death. I feel that I did that. And we all know what happens after this. Thank you to everybody who read this and even more thanks to the ones that reviewed. I hope you enjoyed it.