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Rosemary’s Pov

I hear Andrew’s voice , gently speaking to me from the other of the door – his voice instantly making my anxiety and fear melt away into the unknown. Looking to the mirror , I find that my tensed face muscles are now easing up ; they begin to relax allowing my face to look like how I used to. I wipe my eyes , trying to pretend I was just not balling my eyes out in here. I take one last deep breath, letting out all my hated feelings. I slowly make my way to the door , my small finger gracefully latch onto it’s handle – my fingers tighten with my little power and I turn the handle. The door slowly opens up as I push the door open.

In a second , I feel warm hands run around my waist in a loving manner. They strongly pull in me , making my face come into impact with the hard chest. I make a slight ‘oomph’ sound , as the action is too quick to comprehend. Andrew’s musky scent fills in lungs – his scent has a wa