Rose is a daughter of a business tycoon in the name of Amore Riverstood and her mother Camel Riverstood, who is also the despised mother of Henry. Upon learning about her mother’s sins, Rose or Merajane as she is really called starts to go against their words and became a rebel. At the age of 16, she runs away with her nanny who is actually the one I have been meeting as Rose’s mother, Mrs. Angie Domingo. They settled as a mother and daughter while living a normal and simple life. Behind her cover as Rose, she is using her money for charities and adoption houses. Hiding her true identity can also help her from being drag by her parents back to their house. The money Rose is getting from her part-time jobs, she uses for donations for street children and homeless beggars. Rose asked for forgiveness in regards to how she acted and what she had said that night. She even told me that she had to act differently as Merajane, Mera is supposed to be a spoiled, hard-

 I really hate how Henry easily gets mad when the matter is all about the bitchy girlfriend of his. He really is a blind fool and I hate Henry for that. “Tsk she isn’t that pretty anyway.” I utter as I walk out of the mansion towards the plantation. I am walking in the plantation as Beth is silently following behind me with her hands interlaced right her stomach, usual gestures of all the maids here. Everything in sky mansion really doesn’t make me feel normal. It is as if I am stepping on a freaky fairy tale that is slowly turning into a nightmare. “My gosh! Is he that blind? She is a freaking liar and a terrible actress. All I can see in her are all fakes. Ahhh gosh! What is wrong with me? The hell I care about that ugly doll and that fool, I really need to clear my head.” I utter in frustration as I continue to shake my head.  Beth is just sile

 “You’re a terrible liar, you know?” I said as I laid my fork down and look at him. He looks at me questioningly. “Why did you say so?” he said looking at me as if I said something outrageous. The way he arcs his eyebrows as he looks at me looks so cute. Not only is that but his cold personality so charming. “You’re here because you don’t want to be part of the fight. You wanted something for your own but your parents want you to do something else. I bet you don’t like being told what to do.” I said. I look at him when he suddenly stands then taps the table creating a loud bang. He looks at me angrily. I just look at him. Even if I fear what he would do I still know he won’t harm me, he seems like a nice guy. It’s weird because his presence is different from Henry when I first meet him. Henry gives me that eerie feel

 The next day I am awakened by some noise outside my room and outside the house. I am as annoyed as I wake up in a sitting position and she stretches my arms. “Good morning, Milady.” I am startled by a man’s voice beside me. “What the.... who are you? What on earth are you doing in my room!?” I utter in surprise as I look at the man who is wearing a black vest and a white polo inside it. He is wearing black slacks and black shoes. A white handkerchief is in his pocket designed in a triangle. In his left arm hangs a white towel and his right fist is in his chest as he bows to me. He has long black hair maybe in his shoulder-length but is tied behind him in a ponytail, turquoise eyes, elongated nose, maybe half America half Japanese, warm beige sin color and he must be 5 ‘7 in height. “I’m sorry to startle you Milady. My name is Zyrem Whitman

 “Really Rose! They highly think of themselves as servants they will tell you good feedback just to make their master happy. Well! Though I really don’t want to call them servants because I really want them to be just like my friends but they are so persistent in calling me Milady.” I said as Mera laughs as we stand right in front of the 2 stunned butlers who tried to stand but I sign them to remain sitting. “So gentlemen, how are our dress?” Mera said as we turn in front of Clide and Zyrem who seem to lose their voices as they gaze up at us. “Well! Any comment or any feedback?” I ask as we look at them. I laugh after seeing how the two can’t get their words out. They just look up at us still overwhelmed as Zyrem suddenly looks at the ground and tries clearing his throat. “It is- it is really pretty Milady.” They both said in un