ROSE'S POV I can feel the tension in the courtroom. I've waited two weeks for this day since judgment was given in Desmond's favor, but today, I'm sitting at the plaintiff table across from Desmond's lawyer. I don't feel as confident as I should. I turn slightly. The wooden benches are empty save for my family and best friend who are present."Ms. Rose, state your case."I jerk and turn to meet the judge's eyes peering at me through her glasses. I clench my fist tightly. Judge Rachel is an experienced woman in her late fifties and one of the judges our lawyer, Mr. Damien, trusts completely to serve justice.I gulp and rise to my feet. My fingers fidgeting. "Your honor. I am here today because my mother has fraudulently married me off to a man I do not love, Mr. Desmond Smith. My ex, who's a cheater and an abuser and whom I have no intention to marry. The marriage was forged without my consent, and I plead the court to declare the marriage annulled and my legal status restored."The
ROSE'S POV "They won't let me see Ryan." I wipe my tears. "I need to go meet him he's dying.""No one is dying, Rose. Listen to us." Monique pleads, squeezing my palms gently."But I overheard you too saying he's in critical condition..." I stammer. "And he's going die." I conclude and tear the tears flow as ugly sobs escape my mouth."You didn't get everything we were saying." Micah insist, standing in front me and holding my gaze. "Rose, listen were going to explain everything.""Explain everything? Urghhh." I drag my hair roughly. "It's too late. You two knew all along but didn't say a thing. Now, I can't get to him. The State won't let me unless I verify my identity as either miss Rose Hilton or Mrs Rose Smith. Damn it." I kick my legs in the air.""I knew you'd act like this way. That's the exact reason I didn't want you to know at all." Monique mutter."Don't you get anything we've been saying?" Micah asks tiredly. "Ryan is safe. A new medical team has been assigned to watch ov
ROSE'S POV At this point, I can't be scared of making headlines. I mean, that's what I live for now. I insert the key in the ignition, press my foot on the throttle and zoom off. I drive so fast, the news hungry reporters jump off the road. Too bad, they don't want to make the headline. I'm glad, the oakte number on Micah's car is covered, they would not easily trail me.I drive so fast, beating traffic and hooting like crazy. I blow air into the hoodie I have on. It's too hot, I shouldn't have worn a hoodie. The second I sight the Miami international airport, I bring the car to a halt, and jump out.The security guards at the entrance hold open the sliding glass door. I rush in. The cold air-conditioned atmosphere inside is a direct contrast to the steaming heat outside. I don't have time to cool off. I start running to the airline check-in counter.I stop as people flash me odd looks. Travellers are slowly rolling suit cases, hostess are carefully moving around in heels, the interc
ROSE'S POV This is awful. Everywhere is dark. I want to go to college. I want to go to Ryan but Mom won't let me. I stir, rolling around and opening my eyes. I shudder, and look around, sitting up. I'm still in Monique's place. It was just a nightmare."Rose, are you up?" Monique calls from outside, entering the room with a tray. "Hey, you slept for a long time. Dad and Micah came over." She says, setting the tray on the cupboard."Are they still here?""Micah's still here, but dad got tired and yet." She answers while opening the flask. "Said something about moving you all to a safe place downtown.""Do you know if they got the big deal?" I sit up, pushing the bedsheets down so the sunlight patterned pajamas I have on are visible."Dunno, heard them celebra..." she pauses as she takes in what I'm wearing. Her lips downturn in a grown. "Is that... My good luck pj's."I know she don't like sharing it, but it was the only decent nightwear in that closet. And fancy too. I lay back on th
091. MONIQUE'S POV Why is Rose asking what's wrong? I hope she doesn't suspect a thing. Shit! I shouldn't have never gone near desmond, if I didn't that stupid accidental kiss wouldn't have happened. I hope my best friend can't tell I kissed her villainous, evil ex boyfriend. Stupid. Stupid stupid, they're like a million men that could pay me to kiss them, how did I end up kissing him? I knew meeting up with Desmond the third time was a mistake."Uhmm..." I sit beside her and gold her hands firmly. "I'm just so freskd up about everything that's been happening lately. Guess, what I'm saying is that I don't want you to get hurt, okay?" I nod, prompting her to do the same, which she does.That's better. I can't have her suspecting things because she's never going to find out. The kiss was totally accidental and it's gonna remain my secret. "So, you want to go to the station, get rest..." I look at her waiting for her response. I quickly add. "But you have to eat and shower first before
. ROSE'S POV "Watch out!" Dad screams, lounging at me and pushing us both sideways. We fall to the floor.Mom falls into the room, face first on the marble floor, butcher knife in the other hand.What has my mom turned into? This woman is loosing her damn mind. I struggle to my feet and begin running out of my room. I stop, and look back. Dad and Mom are on the ground, both roughly struggling for the knife. I shake freightingly as the knife nearly slides dad nose off. "Dad!!""Go Rose, go!" Dad yells.I leave then, turn on my heels and start running down the stairs. Their grunts and screams follow me down the stairs. That's one physical hell of a fight. My feet moves fast against the floor as I head for the door. As I reach the door, I come to a sudden halt. No key.No. No. No. Don't panic. I rush to the rack, scattering and pushing down the car keys as I search for the key to the door. I move to the cabinet, searching and screaming. No, no, no. This can't be happening. I check betwe