I do not want to die

Rosaline and Frederick drove home barely saying a word to each other, both were preoccupied with different thoughts. Rosaline was thinking of the way her heartbeat accelerates, just by merely looking at Frederick. Frederick on the other hand was lost, thinking of how to quench the wildfire within him. Earlier today, he had pinched Rosaline, because he didn't want to delve into his desires. But right now, with her ordinarily sitting beside him, he was finding it hard to keep his hands to himself, as they ached to roam her body.

The chauffeur parked the car in the garage, and both got down, without saying a word and entered the mansion.

After dinner that night, everyone went to bed. That night, Rosaline lay on her bed, lost in thought. She was finding it hard to sleep. Different thoughts occupied her mind. More like different thoughts about Frederick occupied her mind. She shuts off all her thoughts and closes her eyes, to force herself to sleep. Minutes later, she slept off. As Rosaline