All Chapters of Three faces of Rose: Chapter 21 - Chapter 27

~ Kelvin’s pov ~The ride to my mother’s new house was quiet… too quiet.She sat in the backseat, her fingers still loosely wrapped around Rose’s hand. She hadn’t said a single word to me or Josh since we left the prison gates. Not even a glance.Fifteen years locked up, and the first person she chose to speak to wasn’t me.It was a total stranger… my very own secretary.I didn’t know what irritated me more, was it the silence, or how naturally Rose David seemed to fit beside her, calming her, supporting her, like they’d known each other their whole lives.When the car stopped in front of the house I bought for her, my mother didn’t even wait for me to open the car door. She stepped out slowly, still holding Rose’s hand like Rose was the only safe thing in the world.And yet my mum is the scariest person you could ever imagine.Rose helped her up the small staircase quietly. My mother leaned on her lightly, taking in the air as she

~ kelvin ~I didn’t go home.I didn’t even leave the building.Instead, I walked straight into the private elevator and hit the basement level…the one only Josh and I had access to. But today, I didn’t need comfort, I only needed isolation…I need to think.I need to breathe before I drowned in the storm clawing its way up my chest.When the elevator doors slid open, the air in the underground floor hugged me like an old, unwelcome friend. Dim light, soundproofed walls, restricted rooms, the low hum of the ventilation system vibrating through concrete and steel. A place meant for confidential files, emergency lockdown, and the kind of secrets no company ever admitted to keeping.A place no one would disturb me.I walked inside and shut the door behind me, letting the echo cut off the world above.For the first time in years, my hands shook, not from fear.Fear was easy, predictable…something I learned to master before I could even sp

The moment those stupid words left my mouth, I felt my whole body freeze, I turned to Kelvin slowly, scared of what I’d see on his face.He wasn’t angry neither was he cold, he was just shocked, like I had said something that hit him harder than I meant.His jaw tightened. “Who told you that?” he asked quietly, the calmness in his voice scared me more than if he had shouted. “Where did you hear that from? Who told you I was gay?”I couldn’t answer, my throat locked up, and I just looked down, squeezing my hands together.Kelvin studied my face for a second, then unbuckled his seatbelt and moved closer and before I could react, he gently held my face with both hands, his palms were warm and steady.“Rose,” he said softly, “I’m not gay and I’ve never been gay.”I swallowed hard, still unable to speak.“I don’t know who told you that,” he added, brushing my cheek lightly, “but you can’t believe every rumor about me, there are too many of them and if you keep