My name is Rosie, I'm 25 years old, and I have already lied to you at least once.

Why?

To teach you not to trust me.

Doubt everything you're about to read, and don't let me fool you.

Don't let me get away with what I've done.

Because when this story is over... When all is said and done and I have told you everything...

Then...

Well, I'm getting ahead of myself now.

I need to start at the beginning.

So, now...

Let me tell you a story.

About them.

About me...

About a tiny mistake that turned into a misunderstanding.

About why they had to die.