The Mate's Dilemma

As the sun began to rise, I made my way to the cemetery at the outskirts of town.I always made it a point to visit my parents every week since their death five years ago. Even though I knew that I was already very late to work, there was no way I could actually go about the day without seeing my parents.The grass was damp and devy under my feet as I walked, the smell of freshly cut grass filling the air. I followed the winding path through rows of headstones until I found the one she was looking for.My parents grave was nestled under a large oak tree, its branches providing a comforting shade. I knelt down on the grass in front of the headstone, pulling out a small bouquet of wildflowers that I had picked a few minutes ago on my way here.I placed the flowers on top of my mother’s grave, a tear rolling down my cheek as I thought about all the memories I had with my parents.They were my only support, my biggest pillar. But that was taken away from me and even five years later I st

THE MATES DILEMMA:003Later that day in the shop I could not focus on anything. Luckily, there were not many customers around.Blake noticed my mood and asked if I was alright a few times, before finally leaving me alone to take care of the rest of the baking while I took care of the customers’ orders.By noon, there weren't any customer left in the shop, and for the first time ever i was grateful for that.I went to the kitchen and sat on a stool still thinking about the dream I had the night before and Alex’s message.Then there was what the investigator had told me about the night my parents were killed. What if the triplets really didn’t kill my parents? What if others were responsible?If so, then who and why?My phone chimed and I pulled it out of my pocket to see the text message that came in. my heart started racing when I saw it was from an unknown number.I opened the text again and read through it“Hello Sis.I know what must be going through your mind right now. I know how