Chapter 10

Rosalies POV:

“This can’t be happening,” I mumbled out, bewildered by the circumstances I always seem to find myself in. With wide vigilant eyes, I watch as the doorknob is slowly turned while expecting the worst.

Pure fear had taken my heart hostile, leaving no room for positive thinking, after all I am prone to misfortunes. Just as Mrs Foster tries to push the door open, it doesn’t bulge, which immediately tells me that the door had been locked all this time.

I tell you the relief that had spread throughout my body at that very moment is one I should live to tell, but then again my mind wonders as to why Issac hadn’t simply told so. Instead, he let me go through such an unimaginable state of fright.

Averting my eyes from the door to him, I muster up the meanest glare, to which I direct towards him. Only to discover that his gaze had already been set on me, and his facial expression displayed one of amuseme