Chapter 19: 'Now, Kee. Or I'll slit her throat.'

ROSE

The photoshoot proceeded smoothly.

Lux Park is the largest park in the U.R.T.. Its gardens are as flourished and charming as London’s Hyde Park and its lake is as huge and magical in the evening as the one at Central Park in the States.

Dad used to bring me here for walks in the evenings; some weeks, even on Sunday mornings after church. Mum would join us over weekends since she was a school teacher. But since they passed, I stopped coming.

I was observing the lake, admiring the clear, shifting waters of turquoise, when the photographer requested to move the set up to the rose bushes nearby.

Immediately, the staff sprang alive while I ran up to Rum who was moving back to his seat. I held up a bottle of water to him and he downed it hungrily. Then, I turned on the portable fan and pointed it at him.

He removed the bottle from his lips and swallowed with a heavy exhale, then stared at me. “Are you a vulture? Stop staring at the staff!” He lowered his voice and scolded, “