MasukRose understood his concern. She wasn't asking him to ignore the risk. She simply believed Amelia deserved the opportunity. “I understand,” she said calmly. “But if she makes a mistake, I'll take full responsibility.” Chris raised an eyebrow. “That doesn't change the fact that the mistake would sti
To her surprise, Chris was already waiting outside. The moment he saw Rose getting out of the car, he walked toward her. “I heard about your injury,” he said, his gaze briefly falling to her injured knee. “Let me help you.” “You didn't have to come down yourself, brother Chris.” Rose said with a s
The following morning, Anne and Karen visited Rose at the hospital. The previous day, Rose had called to let them know that she wouldn't be able to visit Anderson Estate as she had promised Anne a few days earlier. When they heard that she had ended up in the hospital instead, the two women decided
At the hospital, the examination revealed that Rose had fractured her knee. The doctor explained that she would need to avoid putting unnecessary pressure on it for several weeks and would have to use crutches or a wheelchair when necessary. Rose wasn't particularly pleased about that. "I can stil
The car came to an abrupt stop. Emma froze. For a moment, she simply stared through the windshield, her breathing becoming heavier as she looked at the vehicles surrounding them. “What...” Her voice trembled slightly. “What is happening?” Rose looked toward her. “Emma?” “I don't know.” Emma glan
Not long after her visit and the strange incident at King Mansion, Rose's suspicion about Alex's unusual world remained somewhere in the back of her mind, although she had not allowed herself to dwell on it too much. There were still too many reasonable explanations for everything she had witnessed
Rose finally turned her head. Her gaze met Sophia’s with an unreadable calm—one that didn’t betray even a flicker of emotion. But behind her eyes was razor-sharp clarity. She knew exactly what Sophia was trying to do. The entire cafeteria held its breath. “Sophia,” Rose said gently, her tone a
There was a moment of silence. Everyone waited. Most of the other teachers expected Lopez to scood Rose. Surely, even if Rose was in the right, she would be told to apologize for the sake of civility. After all, Price was an older faculty member, and Rose was just a student—no matter how confident s
On the other side of the field Teacher Lopez stood with her class as they exited the locker room and gathered on the grass. Her voice was calm but commanding. “You’ll be sharing this period with Special Class 1, unless your PE teacher resumes back to school.” she said. “I don’t want complaints, d
The previous night, Headmistress Moore had taken a call she’d rather not admit to. Beatrice had phoned her directly—late, insistent, and with a voice trembling on the edge of fury masked as concern. “I’m not asking for anything drastic,” Beatrice had said sweetly, a little too sweetly. “Just… make







