Chapter 15Jasmine's P.O.V.I've always known Rosita to be, what is the word again? “Extra.” Yes, that is the perfect word for her. But this version of her goes beyond that, and I know why. Whenever she's trying to bury her pain, she becomes overly dramatic. She's still grieving the former Alpha's death, her father, and so am I. I resent her and her fucking brother. Being in this house feels like standing in hellfire, but my goal is far more important than whatever I'm feeling.I watched as Rosita's warm hands wrapped around mine as she eagerly pulled me toward her room, a wide smile stretched across her faceShe had announced that we will be having a small tea party in her room. I had refused the moment she said it, with so much persistence, but somehow, here I was still walking—no, practically sprinting—towards her room.We reached the door, and she pushed it open with her leg before getting inside the room. My eyes drifted around the beautifully furnished room, and a familiar feel
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