A new friend.

Rose’s POV

I sighed as I gazed up at the monotonous ceiling.

For the first few days of my arrival here, I had only resided within the four walls of my bedroom. The reason was partly out of a strange sort of rebellion, a reminder that though I agreed on it of my free will, I most definitely wasn't happy about it. The second reason was out of fear. I didn’t know what I was more afraid of - me

My absence in wandering hadn’t seemed to waver the rest of the household. Every day, the people dressed in blue would knock at my door, either bringing breakfast, lunch, and dinner in the evenings. Occasionally they spoke, asking me if I needed anything else to which I always refused.

I had fallen asleep constantly in the past few days, and I wasn’t sure if that was my body releasing the stress I had been through for the past few weeks or otherwise. Yet, everytime I fell asleep after a meal. I would wake up to see it gone.

Thus, there really seemed to be no need for me to leave my room, and for