Titanic Ending Did Rose Die นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Because the person on the other end of the line wasn't originally Miss White, it was a maid who called Jenny's number to announce that Miss White was dead! Jenny seemed to feel that the world was falling apart. He was rescued by Miss White, who just recently passed away unexpectedly and, in her final moments, only mentioned the name, Miss Rose! Surely she is responsible for the death of Miss White! Jenny bit her lip to the point that it began to bleed. Her eyes were brimming with resentment. ***

Water dripped down his hair. His deep amber eyes were filled with despair and darkness. The woman in his arms was covered in his jacket. Only her pale and lifeless face could be seen. Her eyes were closed, and they looked as if they would never open again. The scene at that moment was inexplicably sad and tragic! Elliot carried Avery upstairs and vanished from everyone's sight. … After Rosalie's autopsy report came out, Henry sent it to Elliot immediately. Rosalie did not die of poison or other injuries. It was determined that she fell to her death.

Rose looked happy. Liezel had wondered what could have really happened between Rose and Sinclair. Did he really love her? Did she really die from a tragic death? What was Sinclair like way back then? She tried to look for more answers and wanted to dig into Sinclair’s past love life, but she only found one old article online that told about Rose’s tragic death from a drug overdose. And there was no mention of Sinclair or his family in the entire article, except for the one-time mention of the word ex-boyfriend.

Rose muttered, her voice quivering with disbelief and distress. She knelt beside Prisca, her hands shaking as she gently tried to rouse her. "Prisca, come on, stay with me," Rose pleaded, her voice a mix of desperation and fear. But there was no response, and the silence that enveloped them was heavy with a truth Rose couldn't bear to accept. Prisca was dead. Tears blurred Rose's vision as she frantically fumbled for her phone. Her trembling fingers struggled to dial Max's number, her mind racing as she prayed for his quick response. She held the phone to her ear, her breaths ragged as she waited for him to pick up.

"I was a bad boyfriend. I caused her, her life and dreams... You're a beautiful girl. I don't want to exploit. You deserve a true lover, not me. Please get undressed and kindly leave my room. Don't worry, I won't tell my parents about what happened." "Oh, thanks a lot, Sir. You've saved me from disgrace. May you find a way in your heart to get over Rose's death. You're now a good man and I wish you'll continue that way." Mary got up from her knee, got her clothes, got dressed, and left his room feeling fulfilled.

At this moment, she was so scared that she almost cried. “Sir Ares, I… Won’t get a divorce. And when I die, I’ll die with Sir Ares.” Rose’s words implied the provocation that she was not afraid of death. However, how would Jay know her thoughts? He immediately relaxed his brows. “Very well.” Rose, “…” She wanted to ‘die young’ with him. Was that really good?

"I'm sorry, Rosie. You deserved a happier ending." And then... everything goes black.

He glanced at me, his eyes unsure. “What is it?” I stood up and snatched the paper from him, faster than he could blink. ‘Rose Blackwood is dead. Her grave is at Kennedy Cemetery. Stop wasting your time.” The paper slipped from my hands and dropped to the ground, just like my hopes.

Kane freezes in his tracks. Oh, Lord. “Rose, please, no…” I beg. “Wendy is innocent.” Rose shakes her head vehemently. “If Kane does not want me then there is no point for Wendy to be here,” she says pitifully. She closes her eyes and pulls the trigger. I leap forward the moment she does, but the gun goes off.

No one could move an inch and all that happened in the train were the lights of the train coming on and off. Suddenly, Mr. Mark’s eyes opened a bit. He groaned in so much pain as he tried looking for his wife and kids. He couldn’t move his body because he had a hefty looking man lying lifelessly on him. “Rose…” he whispered but no one could hear him call out his wife’s name. Rose was already dead and her kids were dead too. They were under a big man who couldn’t move his body. They couldn’t breath two minutes after the accident and then they suffocated to death.