Irene Adler still texts. John teases Sherlock about this fact.
She’s lost her sense of self, forgotten what it’s like to be a sister, wife, mother to her children. She’s put all her eggs in a basket, in this marriage that doesn’t exist anymore. It’s almost as if ...
Irene Adler still texts. John teases Sherlock about this fact.
She’s lost her sense of self, forgotten what it’s like to be a sister, wife, mother to her children. She’s put all her eggs in a basket, in this marriage that doesn’t exist anymore. It’s almost as if ...