The Truth

"What are you talking about? It is known to all that Carroll and I are on bad terms. He is my rival in love now." Sol remained calm when I questioned him. I believed in my instinct. "Won't you tell me the truth?" I looked at Sol, hoping that he would solve the riddle for me. However, Sol said nothing. My hope became a wish. "Okay! If you don't tell me, I'll find the truth by myself! I can find the truth!" I turned around to leave. Sol didn't stop me. His men led me away when I was out of the hole. Once again, I was in Sol's house. As before, I was grounded in this house. I had a bad feeling. I felt that something bad would happen. It started to drizzle, and I didn't know when it had begun. I walked to the window. I spotted someone in the yard before I closed the door. Sitting in a wheelchair, Sol was alone in the rain. When had he come home? Why was he alone in the rain? "Sol!" I shouted. Sol didn't hear me as a bolt of lightning came, illuminating the yard as bright as day. Then, I sa