"Mommy, is that Aunty Bri?" asked Oracle as his eyes caught a beautiful familiar figure in the distance. As for Rose, she turned her head quickly at the mention of Oracle's name. A little incredulous Rose saw her friend here, with a man who-wait a minute... wasn't that man the one who saved Oracle yesterday? What a coincidence that they met! Oh, Rose must remember to thank him. But Rose had no time to think about approaching them. It turned out that Oracle had first run, shouting happily, towards the two people who were together there. "Aunty!" shrieked Oracle, already leaving Rose far behind. Of course, yesterday's events were enough to make Rose wary. She quickly ran after Oracle and witnessed firsthand how Oracle embraced the beautiful woman called 'Aunty Bri'. "I've missed you so much, Aunty!" "I really miss you," Oracle continued once their hug was broken. "You still remember me?" That soft, half disbelieving voice made Rose smile slightly. She was happy to see the twinkl
After an impromptu meeting with Bridgette that was never expected. Now Rose is back on her way to the bar where she works. There is an unnamed client that Rose wants to serve.Rose felt strange, but hearing the fantastic fee—she decided to cancel the unsigned contract. The money could add to Rose's savings, which were currently lacking to carry out a mission, a secret mission that had been kept tightly under wraps until now.Rose's car drove leisurely at a moderate speed. It was still afternoon, she had a few more hours of meetings with the mysterious client.As for Oracle, Bridgette had asked permission to be with her son for a while. Of course Rose didn't refuse. Brigette had full rights over Oracle. Besides, there was no way Rose could forbid mother and son to be together. Living alone made Rose understand the black and white of life.The half-hour journey finally brought Rose to her destination. There was already a special parking lot for Rose, so she didn't have to bother looking
"What the hell, Aiden? What kind of client are you throwing me at?!" Rose, emotions stirring in her head, entered without knocking the door to the privacy of a man who was currently sitting in a swivel chair, focused on the computer screen in front of him. Aiden. He was the owner of the bar and the one who always promoted Rose. They were 10 years apart in age. It was not presumptuous of Rose to call her boss by name. But Aiden himself asked for it. He didn't like Rose calling him with the frills that seemed respectful, because actually Aiden had feelings for Rose. He knew how Rose was. The woman he loved, never once glanced at him. Aiden knew Rose purely considered their relationship as 'superior and subordinate'. Nothing more. And he preferred to keep his feelings, which were growing day by day as Rose gave him her sweetest smile. "I knew you would come here, Rose. What's wrong, why are you so angry?" Aiden did his best to remain calm as he looked at Rose who was on fire.
"Why did you ask me to meet. Does Sean know?" asked Rose as she approached the man who had suddenly contacted her. "No, he doesn't. I have something to talk to you about Sean." The man looked at Rose sharply. His lips curled at the thought of the woman's hurt expression when she found out the truth he was about to reveal. "What?" "Sean and I have a deep connection. He's mine and I'm his." Theo was the one behind his meeting with Rose. This was just the initial plan. Theo wanted to see how Rose would react when he exposed his affair with Sean. But she laughed out loud at his revelation. Did Theo look like he was joking? No, he didn't. Theo himself was so sure his face was like a dry chamois, stiff. "You're this! Oh, my God. I know the burden of life is heavy, but if you want to joke around, don't do it like this. You make my stomach hurt." As much as possible Rose held back the laughter that was still audible. Theo is really ridiculous! She thought at this moment. "I'm not joki
"Leave Sean, then I'll get out of here!" Theo spoke back to Rose as his friend left them. What an idiot! Rose thought as she began to lose her temper. "You should leave Sean alone. He's my future husband, he proposed to me. We're getting married next year!" Like being doused in sewage, Theo's feelings were suddenly shattered by Rose's answer. Sean didn't say that he had proposed to Rose and was going to marry her. What was going on in Sean's brain? Why would he plunge Theo into sin if he ended up choosing another woman over him? "Now get out of my sight!" screeched Rose seeing Theo just silently absorbing fate. Theo blinked for a moment. Then he shook his head quickly, not wanting to give up. Just proposed, not yet down the aisle. Theo could still separate the two, even when they were married. "You're a whore. Don't expect Sean to marry you. You are like heaven and earth, never to be united." Theo was getting impatient, until the sentence he was holding back finally
"I love you, T. Proposing to and marrying Rose later is just a status to cover my shame. We'll still be together even if I get married." Just one step inside the apartment, Rose had to be treated to a loud voice from Sean that made her feelings abandoned. The heart that was still in the form of a lump, immediately crumbled into pieces. Moreover, the scene in front was so suffocating. Two men were hugging, then followed by an unpleasant scene. The sound of two lips clashing was like the saddest song Rose had ever heard. The betrayal that Sean had committed in front of her eyes really disappointed Rose. Ever since the trip, she had been bothered by Sean's disappearance. Rose thought, she'd rather go to Sean's apartment directly than not get any news from her boyfriend. How could Sean destroy Rose's last hope of love. Having an affair with a man, seriously, what had Rose been missing? Rose knew. Sean had never gotten what she had been told he didn't want, to enjoy her body.
"What happened to you, Rose? Why are you here in broad daylight?" The worried tone of Aiden's voice emphasized that the man was worried about Rose being out of control. "Don't drink anymore, you'll get drunk. We have a guest who wants to pay you a lot of money. At six in the afternoon you have to serve him." Afternoon? Paid handsomely? Who was the guest? Rose's brain immediately started to think. Damn it, Sean! He had broken her heart like this and almost forgot her usual activities. It was a good thing Rose had only had two small glasses of wine, she was still in her right mind to digest Aiden's words. "What's the name of the guest who wants to pay me so much? I don't want to let yesterday happen again. You're not my good boss anymore if that happens again, Aiden," Rose said as she raised her head, which had been bowed. She gave Aiden a probing look. Don't let today's guest be Bouldog. That disgusting man was really troubling. "You just calm down. I won't accept strange
Rose looked at her face in the mirror to reconfirm how she looked. She was a little grateful to find that her make-up made her look fresher, only needing to add a bright red lipstick on her lips as the final touch. It was not without reason that Rose chose the color red. Apart from the demands of the job that made her have to look hot, red also symbolized courage. Rose sighed. Slowly her hands moved to color her own lips and now her appearance was even more perfect. It was almost six o'clock in the afternoon, in five minutes she had to go to the client's room to do her usual work. Regarding the work contract, the service provider and recipient had already signed an agreement. All Rose had to do was serve, then get paid - and that was it, she had some pretty free hours. Once she got home early, she could immediately lay down in her room. Rose stepped out of her dressing room. Strange. she don't know why suddenly felt bad about this one. She was afraid that the client who dar
"Axe, stop your car." The car that had been provided since they arrived in Canada. What Rose had never imagined was that the car she was riding in would drive off into the forest. While the man in the driver's seat really had his heart set on getting there. A cold, sharp, unaccepting gaze met the heterochromia's bead. "Stop your car, Axe!" Rose turned to confirm exactly where they were going to dock. It was too far, and she was again jolted by the sudden stop of the car. "Why here?" asked Rose softly. Her attention was fully focused on a single denizen of the jungle. Firm, large, clawed features mirrored the creature that walked beneath the elder tree. Rose's mind shuddered at the thought of the beast becoming aware of their presence. "Get out!" Instantly Rose glared at Xelle in disbelief. "What do you mean?" "That wild tiger will make you die quickly. Now you can catch up with your dear husband." "Get out!" Rose wanted to inter
One counts first. The next two. Rose held her breath after obtaining the firearm. She froze in place as the instincts of a dominant man turned sharply to digest what had happened in the blink of an eye. Rose realized that piercing expression was not good for her. "Don't come any closer!" threatened Rose, bringing the muzzle of the gun to her temple. "Fuck! What are you doing!" Rose took a step back whenever Xelle tried to get closer. Rose's common sense really wasn't there. Not with her. "Stop your ridiculous behavior, Rose." Rose shook her head violently. She would rather end her life than wander aimlessly, shrouded in emptiness, shadowed by the guilt of having contributed to the loss of her husband's life. Rose couldn't hold on to anything. All was lost in the shuffle. "I'm warning you once again, Rose. Stop your ridiculous behavior!" No! Rose argued with a wet face. Trembling her arm steadily began to squeeze the trigger. A
Rose's fingers fiddled with her black wedding ring with a half-empty stare, she had just put it back on her ring finger. Rose didn't care, really didn't care about the fact that the ring wouldn't come off. In the new room and the smell of the room that was still so new she sank. Not to wait for the man who had said goodbye a moment ago, or because Rose wanted to. The first time she entered her new home. Rose was pestered with various troublesome things, which is why, she unpacked several red velvet boxes containing individual pieces of jewelry. Two necklaces. The first one she received that day. Before the big explosion—when she thought she had lost Theo. Then he'd come back with something surprising. Like a pendant of undulating curves, a form of life that truly gave Theo a chance at life. That's what Rose had hoped would happen to her. But instead, for how long Theo has not returned. Buried and identified by a gravestone. Rose exhaled rough air from her lips. The sec
"Where is Mommy going? Why won't we see each other again?" Knowing that such a question was not what Rose was expecting. "Home." She spoke almost choked up. One of the Oracle's eyebrows rose high at that. "But daddy says we can still see each other often." "Yeah, he's right," Rose corrected. Stupidly she had let it slip a little at first. "But then Oracle must always obey Daddy and Mommy Bridgette. We'll meet at another time. I don't know when." Rose finished the rest of the slump by towering over Xelle who was staring at her in understanding. A moment .... Not brave enough Rose glanced at the little girl beside the man who also offered Rose the distance to step out. She paused that decision, then affected to touch the top of Acampeliaz's head. "Can I have a little of your smile?" asked Rose. The twinkle in Acampeliaz's beady eyes rumbled with doubt. Rose noticed that Acampeliaz's little fingers were tightening. "Just a little. I'm not a
When she woke up, Rose was not confronted with a dark background with car headlights on. She was lying in a very cold place. The white and sterile decorations on the walls were a welcome change of pace. Rose gasped. Forcing herself awake, she found a pair of heterochromia beads staring at her. Much to her surprise, Xelle was there standing against the wall, releasing the folds of his arms from the clasp of his chest as one step made the decision to approach. "All your clothes have been prepared by Bridgette. It's been transferred to the jet. We're going to Canada today." Today .... This meant Rose had missed a night of leaving Theo at the funeral. She should still be there. Keeping Theo company, making a deal with him—either Theo comes back, or she goes along. But it hadn't all worked out. Rose hasn't gotten her answer yet. And her choice still hangs between a great dilemma. If she has to reach out to death, she should choose the right place. Toronto, Cana
"You want me to die or you to wake up, Theo?" The last option began to jolt Rose. Death was a shadow that offered her happiness. Whether that was true or not. If the second part won out over her stupidity. At least Rose wouldn't regret trying to find a way out of life's predicament. "Answer me, Theo. I'm not playing around, and I'm not threatening. Everything I had is gone, there's no reason for me to survive anymore." "Wake up. Get up!" Rose pounded on the slightly damp ground. She put all her energy into waiting for Theo to respond. However, she was only doing a useless job of buying up unhealthy ideas to replace the truth in her mind. At least right now Rose needed the reassurance that Theo would return, then she would undo the self-harm."Wake up, Theo." "Get up or I'll destroy your tomb!" Rose half turned on her knees slamming her arms together repeatedly. Rose was getting out of control as she tried to remove a pile of hardened soil
Rose couldn't take it if circumstances kept pouring everything she couldn't bear into her ego. She blamed Theo for the abyss he had offered her. Two near misses in close proximity. Rose would hold Theo accountable for what and who had happened to him. She turned around. Approaching some of Bridgette's paraphernalia left on the nightstand, she roughly grabbed the car keys. Rose waltzed into the doorway. Right at the meeting line she came face to face with the woman with the tray in hand. "Where are you going, Rose?" Bridgette asked with a look of astonishment on her face. Rose didn't care how she got past the woman who was more or less her size. She sprinted before Bridgette's shouts tried to stop her in her tracks. With a rush of breath Rose reached the house. The car lights came on and she hurriedly got into the driving seat. Rose stepped on the gas pedal so hard that Bridgette was left behind with despair. Maneuvering as madly as she could to get what she
"Rose, what are you doing? Dinner is waiting for you. It'll get cold." Only for a moment did Rose glare at Bridgette's presence. The rest of the time she returned to hugging her big doll without interest. "No, Bridgette, I'm still full." Rose spoke just as importantly. She wiped the water from the corner of her eyes, which had been seeping steadily ever since. "You have to eat. You'll get sick." The squeak of the door signaled the kind of action Bridgette was taking. She approached and sat on the edge of the bed. "Eat, Rose. Just a little bit. Or would you like me to bribe you?" Silence. Rose said nothing in reply. She pressed her face deeply between big jailen's fur. "Just a moment. I'll get dinner for you." Rose knew Bridgette was gradually breaking away. Bridgette's footsteps began to move away, surprisingly the faint, deep, hoarse voice at the door was heard very quietly. Rose turned her head briefly, and sure enough Xelle was there - f
"My photos? What do you mean?" This was something new that had not occurred to Rose. She had rarely if ever witnessed Theo taking pictures of anything, let alone her. And now Xelle seemed to be revealing her husband's secret. "How did you know my photos were there?" asked Rose still sprinkled with curiosity. "He said it himself when he threatened me. I thought it was important to move your photos before the laptop was taken over." "So you're saying Theo collects my photos?" "I don't know much. You can see for yourself if you want." Rose's gaze then shifted to the front. She no longer wanted to discuss anything. The afternoon skies was already on her mind. Italy and Milan held a myriad of memories with Theo. Rose was claustrophobic the further away she got. "After I pack my things, we can fly straight to Canada, right?" Once again Rose wanted to make sure. She managed to turn Xelle's facial expression slightly sharp. "Maybe tomorrow, Rose. Tonight Bridge