Entry #19: Fictitious memory

ROX'S POV

My sister inspected every page of the diary, hoping there would be more hidden entries, but she found nothing. She groaned in frustration.

"I thought there would be more!"

"This entry doesn't change anything," Kuya Nick remarked.

His voice was always icy, but I found it sexy every time. That was his charm point.

"Yes it does," my sister shot back, desperate to win the argument. "Now we are certain S.T. is the killer!"

She coughed as if it would erase the excitement we heard from her voice.

Kuya Nick then rebutted. "And what after that? What do we have to support that claim?"

"Nothing… yet," Ate answered in disappointment.

"We don’t even know who S.T. is. We don’t know where to begin to find him."

My sister frowned. She might've thought she looked cute while doing that, but no! Well, maybe a little?

"So what are you saying?"

"I'm saying this case is hopeless." Kuya Nick was blunt and brutal with words.