Chapter.
Rosalie.
“You can do this, Rosalie!”
Giveon whispered to me before he ran off to meet Max and from afar, I could spot them having an intense conversation.
I buried my head down in guilt, my feet shuffling, kicking at the ground. I averted my gaze instantly as it met with Max.
They saw me as a threat they had to keep an eye on. Without the timeline, it was even better, but with the news headlines coming in, it has only worsened things as they saw me as more than a threat…..I seemed to be a red signal to them.
Time seemed to be flying fast yet I felt my energy and patience wearing thin.
It has been three days since I started working on my healing power, the result wasn't that great and fast pace at least not without me passing out in between, but it was satisfactory.
Sia hadn't been saying a word to me, every bit of her actions was like a reminder of how much she hated my gut.
Giveon would be assisting me to the seer's hut while Sia and Max stayed behind. It was a long division
