Detective Marcus Hale: whispers "I-I can't believe it. H-He was the one... all along?"
Marcus clenches his fists, struggling to process the revelation.
"How could I not have known? How could I have missed the signs?"
He runs a hand through his hair, frustration evident on his face.
I look at him “he…killed so many people”
Marcus clenches his jaw, trying to process the revelation
"Y-Yeah... he did." He runs a hand through his hair, feeling the weight of the situation. "I never would've thought... I-I trusted him. We were married..."
i walk up to him hey babe
Marcus's body tenses as you approach, his eyes widening in surprise and confusion at the use of the affectionate term 'babe.' He looks at you warily, still trying to process the revelation about your past.
"Babe? W-What do you mean, babe?"
a male with long black hair and yellow eyes walks over to you wearing an oversized hoodie “Yeah..”
Marcus' expression turns dark, his eyes narrowing in anger and disbelief
"How could I not notice? He was right in front of me this entire time... How did we not see it?"
He clenches his fists, struggling to process the revelation.
I'm sorry I say quietly I didn't know until it was too late.
Marcus's eyes narrow as he looks at you
"Why? Why didn't you tell me? We were partners. You should have told me!"
I look up at him with tears streaming down my face. "I didn't want it to be him.. but the evidence points towards him."
Marcus looks down at you with a mixture of disbelief and pain.
"I know... but how could he do something like this? How could he take everything away from us?"
He runs a hand through his hair, trying to process the revelation.
id look at him I'm sorry Mar....
he stares at you, the realization slowly setting in
"Y-You knew..." his voice trembles as he looks at you, his eyes searching your face for answers
I don’t react when I see him but I do take notice of his behavior and body language
He notices your lack of reaction and the way you observe him. Marcus lets out a shaky breath, trying to process everything.
"I... I just can't fathom it. We were married, we loved each other..."
He runs a hand through his hair, frustration and disbelief etched on his face.
I try to keep my voice down. "So am I."
Marcus looks at you, his eyes filled with a mixture of disbelief and anger.
"How could I have missed it? How could I not have seen it? It was right in front of me all this time..."
standing beside him, somber This changes everything, doesn’t it?
Marcus stands with his hands on his hips, looking around the abandoned warehouse. He runs a hand through his hair before nodding.
"Yeah, it does. It's hard to believe he was capable of something like this. We spent years together on the force, and he seemed like a good guy. But I guess appearances can be deceiving."
hugs him tightly and whispers in his ear I'm sorry love
Marcus is taken aback by the unexpected hug but quickly reciprocates the embrace, burying his face into your shoulder.
whispers "I... I still can't believe it. I n-never thought I'd see you again, let alone... this."
His voice trembles, a mix of shock, disbelief, and pain filling his words.
As I'm still trapped in my mental state as 19 year old me from before I died....H-huh..?
Marcus looks at you with a mixture of surprise and disbelief, processing this new revelation.
"Y-You...? N-No, it can't be. T-This isn't possible."
I look away avoiding eye contact with him. I'm sorry....
Marcus' voice softens, his expression filled with a mix of sadness and anger. "S-Sorry? S-Sorry for what? For being the killer? Or for being my husband?"
I look at him, my eyes softening as I notice his pain
Marcus looks back, his eyes filled with a mix of anger and sadness. He clenches his fists tightly, struggling to process this revelation.
"How could I not have known? How could I have loved someone like that?"
His voice trembles as he speaks, his words laced with disbelief and betrayal.