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Chapter 8
Rosalie's POV:
I've always known I slept like a dead corpse and of course I came to that analysis after tons of experience, not that it can be helped simply because unlike some I go to heaven the minute my brain decides to shut down.
To bad this habit will be the main input to my ambush someday which unfortunately seems to be today seeing that I open my eyes only to be greeted by unfamiliar cream white walls and I can bet a liver that my room has always been Sunbright yellow. My first instinct is to get up and run but the some what familiar male scent coating the bed keeps me in place and I'm pretty sure that sounds absurd but trust me this scent truly is intoxicating, well that was until I heard footsteps on the other side of the room did I realize how much I truly treasure my life more than some arousing male scent.
Briskly and quietly rolling out the bed while looking around for an object I could use to my defence I search
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