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THE BASEMENT OF THORNS

Rose's POV Thud! The door was slammed open, the sound hitting the stone wall with a heavy bang. I was too weak, too thin, too light to tilt my head toward the iron steel doors. My skin felt like old paper, pulled so tight over my bones that I thought it might just snap. My throat was so dry it felt like I swallowed a handful of sand. Knock! Knock! Knock! Heels creaked on the floorboards from the stairs. I could tell it was two people. The sound was slow, rhythmic and terrifying. It sounded like music to my ears...that terrifying sound you hear in a horror movie right before a character dies. I tried to move my hand, and the sound of my fingers scratching the floor was loud in the quiet room. The concrete pavement was freezing, damp with a layer of dust that stuck to my pale skin. My nails were broken and dirty from trying to claw my way out, and my hands were bruised from constantly hitting on the steel doors. Everytime I shifted, my joints popped and screamed. My father wou

THE TASTE OF DIRT

Rose’s POVDing! Ding! Ding!Richard’s phone rang. He picked it up and left the basement, probably to scheme with one of his loyal dogs against me. Katherine and I was left alone in the basement. She didn't leave with Richard, she had more to say to me. She just stood there, watching me. As soon as the steel doors closed, she let out a dry, rattling laugh. Her eyes darting at me.She leaned closer to me. When Richard was in the room, she acted like I stank, like I irritated her. But now, she was leaning in, her eyes cold as ice. It gave me a cold chill down my spine."A safe?" she scoffed. "You and I both know there is no safe, Rose. You have always been so selfish. Don’t you want to die already, so I can finally be happy?"I looked at her. That was typical Katherine, doing the most evil things but somehow tagging everyone else as the villain. I could never understand her. Did she really not know she was evil? She just betrayed her best friend how could she twist all this in her favo

THE GIFT OF A FATHER'S FURY

Rose's Pov "Where am I?"I looked around, but all I could see was a brilliant white light shimmering all around me. There was no wind, no air it was almost like time had paused and all that was here was just bright light and the white tiled floor."Did I make it to heaven?" I asked myself.Panic gripped me. I hoped I wasn't in heaven right now. My dad would be so ashamed of me, when he seems me. I bowed my head, my legs giving up as I collapsed. My knees hit the floor with a sick, heavy thud.Suddenly, a single rose petal dropped in front of me. I picked it up and stood back up as thousands of them began to fall from the sky. Deep, red rose petals... without a single thorn.I guess I finally got my Rose without thorns, I smiled faintly."Rose!"I spun around. A voice called me from the distance soft, steady, and achingly familiar. It was my Father's voice.He was really here. I made it into heaven. My heart hammered against my ribs, should I run to him or hide? I had destroyed his le

BACK TO MY FATHER'S FUNERAL

Rose's POV I staggered back a bit. A stranger came running up to me and held me up. "Are you okay?" he asked. I didn't know who he was, but I knew I had seen him before. Of course I did. In my past life, this was exactly how it happened too. I staggered backwards and was caught by a stranger."Ehem..." Richard cleared his throat. "I will take it from here," he told the strange man. As the man reluctantly let me go, I nodded to the man in appreciation. Richard held me from behind. "You don't look too well, I should take you to your room. The doctor has prescribed some drugs for you, to help you with the depression."We walked off, heading to my room up the stairs. This was exactly how I got sick last time. I was given medicine for my depression and slowly I was being drugged every day, and in three years I had totally lost everything. By this time back then, I didn't know Richard was cheating with my friend or that he had eyes on my dad's wealth. I was so blind and foolish. At the

MY SECOND CHANCE

Rose's POV I didn't wait for their response. I walked down the stairs, heading back to the hall where my father's funeral was being held. I sat back on my chair, and I could feel the eyes of everyone in the room looking at me, whispering behind their hands. I picked up my phone and started going through my contact list, I had more advantage now that I knew everything that had happened before, and this time, I was going to change everything. Richard and his mum came downstairs a moment later and sat right beside me. They were pretending everything was just fine for the sake of the guests, but they kept darting their eyes at me, wondering what exactly had come over me to make me act so strange. A tall man wearing a sharp black suit and an expensive black polished shoe climbed onto the podium, looking down at the crowd with a somber face. "Let's welcome the only child of Mr. Hawthorne, to say her last words and goodbye to her father," he said, and then he bent his head in sadness.

The Mask Of A Saint

Rose's POV I flung the heavy oak doors of my father's mansion open. The place my father had built to be my palace was now flooded with my enemies. It was a ground of battlefield for me and I had to win. The air inside was so stiff, I found it too difficult to breathe. I walked through the massive living room, my black heels clicking on the marble floor like it was a countdown sound. I could hear the hush whispers and gossips of my household staffs behind me. People my dad had employed that turned on me in my past life. This time, I would make sure their lives were a living hell. I curled my lower lips in a wicked smirk as I kept walking toward my dad's room. "Honey! Wait up, please!" The voice made my spine stiffen. It was my dirt bag husband. I halted to a stop just in front of the staircase, my hand gripping the railing. I didn't turn immediately. I needed a second to steady my breathing and prepare myself of the shenanigans of Richard. "Act natural, bear it all for now." I sa

The Griefing Daughter

Rose's POV I just stood there, my heart hammering against my ribs like a trapped bird. My wrist still hurt. Richard grip was intentionally so tight, so I could feel the pain for talking back at him like that. He probably thought I was being a new person so he had to level up his game. What a calculative villian I married. The Staff were still whispering. People still stood, shocked on what had just happened. I bet they didn't see the whole thing. They must have misinterpreted it. That I slapped my own husband when he was just being so kind and looking out for me. Suddenly the head lawyer, Mr Harrison, a scum bag who betrayed my father and I. He walked closer to us, his pot belly way too big today, probably full of greed that's why it grew so big. I could feel the heavy judgemental gaze of Mr Harrison as he walked closer. He stopped just inches from us. His eyes fixed on me. "Rose, Your father's death isn't an excuse to hit your husband!" he barked. "Are you the only one grieving?

I Can't Be Pregnant

Rose's Pov The shadows in my father's bedroom grew long as the sun began to set. I have been wide awake all night, closed my eyes not even once, staring at nothingness in my father's room. I remained on the floor, my back against the heavy wooden door I had locked. My face felt so tight from the dried salty tears and my throat sore from wailing. I had just finished griefing my father properly. In my previous life I had no chance to even grief, by this time I was already drugged and taking to the asylum. I am sure Richard would be wondering why the drugs haven't taken effect yet, he would be plotting something better by now.I looked at my wrist. It was deep, ugly and almost purple now. Every pulse from it sent a throb of pain through my arm, a constant reminder of Richard's hate.I need to divorce that bastard, I thought. In my past life, I had tried to divorce Richard but it all backfired on me. But this time I won't fail, I won't surrender, I will see this through to the very end.

The Hamilton Club

Rose's POV"I will do a checkup after shopping, Ric. Don't worry," I said, my voice flat, practiced calm.Richard's face suddenly brightened. His tears all dried up from his eyes, he smiled that sweet sickening bright smile. "That's my baby girl. I will be waiting for the good news."I didn't look back. I walked down the staircase, my heart drumming so loudly. My blood boiled in pure fury, what if I was actually pregnant? I couldn't carry the seed of my father's killer in me. Never.Every step away from Richard felt like a step toward air, but his word's still swallowed me. "Waiting for the good news." I will make sure he never gets a good news for the rest of his life. I scorned.I left the house without any guard or drivers. I didn't use any car from the garage, I bolted for the large golden brown gate, telling my persistent security guards I wanted to go alone.I was sure by now they were definitely eyes and ears of Richard. I booked a private unmarked cab from my phone, the car wa

My Selfish Wife

Richard's POV "Something is definitely off about her."I shut the heavy oak door of Mr Hawthorne study behind me. The muscles on my face ached from fake constant smiling. I raised my hand to rub my aching face. I had no idea why my dear wife had to always put me through constant pressure. Rose had been acting all wrong these days, was it because of the drugs I gave her? It couldn't be the doctor had told me it would always make her weak and dizzy but this was totally the reverse.I poured a glass of my late father in-law vintage scotch, my hand steady."Useless," I hissed, my eyes fixed on the head of security who stood trembling by the door. "You let my darling wife out of this house without a driver? You let her out in a private cab!" I roared."Sir, Madom Rose...insisted she wanted to go alone," the guard stammered.I took two dangerous steps closer to my guard, and waved him out with a heavy slap across his face. "Why did Hawthorne never teach his child manners?!" I yelled, my v

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