ログインRose stepped out into the west wing corridor, the polished marble floors reflecting the soft glow of the chandeliers above. “Impressive.” The voice came from behind her, smooth, controlled, and laced with something sharp enough to cut which made Rose stop. She didn’t turn immediately. Instead, sh
After a while the meeting eventually came to an end, but the tension it created did not dissolve. It simply changed form. Instead of a single controlled room, the energy scattered across the mansion. Conversations broke into smaller circles, voices lowered but no less intense. In one corner of t
The meeting didn’t end after the announcement. It carried on, but the atmosphere had shifted in a way no one could ignore. On the surface, everything remained composed. People adjusted themselves, sat up straighter, and slipped back into their seats as if nothing had happened. Polite words like “c
A few days later after the kidnapping incident, everything went back to normal. Rose was eventually discharged from the hospital two days later and she returned back to her normal routine and her familiar space where Rose was peacefully happy. It was in the middle of this fragile calm that Donna m
After leaving the police station, Alissa decided to go home to change her clothes. When she got home, the house felt too quiet. Alissa stepped inside slowly, her eyes taking in the familiar space that no longer felt the same. Rose walked beside her but stayed a step back, giving her room. Her fat
That afternoon, Edward came by to check on Alissa. She was sitting up in bed when he walked in, looking calmer than before, though the weight of everything still lingered in her eyes. Rose was nearby, quietly scrolling through her phone, but she glanced up the moment Edward entered. Edward didn’t
Rose parked her car neatly in front of the restaurant and stepped out, straightening her blouse as the valet hurried over to assist. The evening was calm, the kind of soft silence that wrapped around the city once rush hour passed. Without wasting time, Rose entered the restaurant. Sighing, Rose pu
“Rose,” William’s smooth voice came through, dripping with feigned affection. “It’s been so long. How are you, my dear?” Rose’s grip on the wheel tightened. She forced her tone to remain light, slipping easily into the same game. “Father. What a surprise. I’m well. How are you?” William chuckled
Rose walked beside Sandra and Kehlani, her bag slung loosely over one shoulder. They had already planned to hang out after school, something light to chase away the heaviness of the week’s drama. “Let’s hit that café downtown first,” Sandra said, flipping her braids behind her shoulders. “We need
The air-conditioned coolness of the upscale mall was almost a relief compared to the suffocating atmosphere of the Gray mansion. They have been browsing through the boutiques in the mall but none of the dresses she saw caught her eye, not until she spotted a new shop and decided to try it. Rose st







