MasukThat evening, Emily received an urgent call from the hospital just as she was preparing to return to the Black mansion. Rose was sitting near the window, watching the sky slowly darken when Emily approached her with an apologetic expression. “I’m sorry, Miss Rose. There’s an emergency at the hospit
By the following afternoon, Rose had grown tired of staying inside her room. She had spent most of the past few days resting because of her injuries, but now that she was becoming more familiar with the mansion, remaining in bed for hours at a time was beginning to feel suffocating. Emily had just
Meanwhile, back in Los Angeles, Alex sat behind the desk in his study, surrounded by reports that had barely been touched. He looked nothing like the composed man everyone was accustomed to seeing. His shirt was wrinkled, his hair was slightly disheveled, and dark circles had formed beneath his eye
“Because you knew?” Hayden nodded. “He believed that if I'd told him about her feelings earlier, he could have noticed what was happening and gotten her help before things became that serious.” Rose was quiet for a moment. “What happened to her?” “She was sent overseas for rehabilitation.” “
The next morning, Hayden came personally to take Rose from the hospital. Emily had already gathered the few things Rose had been given during her stay, while the hospital staff completed the final arrangements for her discharge. Once everything was ready, Hayden pushed Rose's wheelchair himself as
The nurse remained quiet for a moment before giving her a small nod. “It's alright.” “I really did scare you.” The nurse gave an awkward smile. “You did.” Rose couldn't help feeling a little guilty. “I didn't mean to hurt you.” “I know.” The nurse's shoulders relaxed slightly, and the tensio
The next day, Rose sat in the sunroom with Anne, sipping tea while flipping through an old book she had pulled from the family’s extensive library. The warm golden light streamed through the glass walls, casting soft shadows across the polished floor. Anne, ever the poised and graceful matriarch,
The car came to a smooth stop in front of a modern, stylish building with neon accents and a sleek black-and-gold sign that read The Luxe Lounge. It had a mix of a high-end arcade, a private club, and a casual dining area—clearly designed for the elite high school crowd looking for entertainment.
After finishing their meal at the restaurant, Rose had assumed that the incident with Margaret would prompt Karen to cut their day short. But she quickly realized how wrong she was. Despite Rose’s gentle protests and tired attempts at persuasion, Karen was unrelenting—dragging her from one boutique
Later that evening, Rose wandered through the grand hallways of the Anderson estate, her footsteps light against the polished floors. She wasn’t sure what had compelled her to leave the comfort of her room, but something about the quiet atmosphere of the night made her restless. Before she knew it







