Roses are red, Violets are blue, You killed me once, I'll kill you twice.
Love, R.
I held the fucking note in my hand as I read it like a million times over and over and still couldn't figure out what the hell was happening in my mind and in my life.
R? Really?
Who the fuck is R?
“Alessandro, are you sure this isn't just a trick?”
“Yeah, Nic is right. For all we know this person might just be messing with you. This doesn't mean anything.”
That's where the lie is.