LOGINThe doctors examined her injuries first, paying particular attention to her arm and leg before moving on to the neurological assessments. They asked her simple questions, tested her responses, and carefully observed how she reacted to different prompts involving her memories. Rose answered what she
Hayden remained silent. Dave, however, straightened from the wall. “She already called me annoying, told me she didn't like me, and held another woman hostage while threatening everyone in the room. I'm not exactly convinced she wants me anywhere near her.” Dr. Neil gave him a pleading look. “Plea
Hayden waited until the nurse had completely left before walking toward Rose. She watched him carefully but made no attempt to stop him when he reached for the scissors. He gently took them from her hand, and to his slight surprise, Rose surrendered them without resistance. Once the scissors were
The doctor continued speaking casually, keeping her attention away from the frightened nurse she was holding. A few minutes later, the door opened again and the first doctor who had gone to contact Hayden returned. He looked relieved to see the situation had not become worse. "Doctor, her guardian
The door suddenly opened, and the doctor stepped into the room with two nurses behind him. He stopped the moment he saw Rose making one of the nurses nearly walk into his back before stopping as well. Their eyes immediately fell on the scissors clutched tightly in Rose’s hand and the nurse standing
Just then, the door opened. The nurse in charge of watching her walked into the room carrying a fresh supply of IV fluid. She stopped immediately when she saw Rose awake, her expression changing with surprise. "You're awake, Miss." The nurse quickly placed the supplies down and reached for the call
Rose was already halfway to the staircase, eager to retreat to her room and put the day behind her, when a sharp voice called out from the living room. “Rose.” She paused mid-step. Only then did she notice William seated stiffly on one of the couches, his expression dark and anxious. He must h
After the car rolled out of the Gray ancestral mansion, Rose finally relaxed into her seat. The heavy atmosphere of the family dining room drifted off her shoulders the farther they drove. She turned her head slightly toward the front. “Brother Luthor, head to the restaurant. The one Sister Nancy
The soft click of Rose’s heels echoed lightly along the marble corridor as she headed downstairs. But just as she got to the main living room, she froze. Standing by one of the tall windows was Pamela, dressed in a simple but elegant cream-colored dress, her posture straight, her expression gentle.
Meanwhile, Luthor pulled the car to a smooth stop in front of the elegant restaurant. “We’ve arrived, little Rose,” he announced. Rose picked up her bag and turned to him with a gentle smile. “Brother Luthor, why don’t you go visit your family for a while? I’ll call you when I’m done.” Luthor







