"Axe ...."
Hoping too much until hope itself hit Rose's shadow. She thought Theo would come wherever she docked. Showing that her husband would always be fine like the past events. Instead, in front of Rose, those heterochromia eyes glared at her with an unreadable expression. "How come you're here?" "Who made you in this condition? Why are you covered in blood?" Xelle's deep, hoarse voice jolted Rose's senses. Her grief suddenly overflowed in one emotional engagement. Rose crawled quickly to hug the body that was not fully ready to receive the blow. However, she was still able to balance her position and return the suffocating embrace. The sound of crying and Rose's body again returned to trembling, noticeably shaking between the embrace that was still intertwined. "Take me away from here. Please." Rose said softly. She buried her face in the line of Xelle's shoulders as a light stroke traveled up her head. "Take me away from here, Axe. Please.""Are you sure you're ready?" Xelle's deep, raspy voice was full of doubt. The eyes met intensely, as if to bare the thoughts of the interlocutor who acknowledged the statement with a slow nod. "Or you could just stay here until the funeral is over." Rose shook her head. "I'm ready." Continuing to speak only to really assure Xelle that she would still be there. Participating in guiding the departed soul to its final resting place. As much as possible Rose would try not to be affected by anything from the outside environment. She should fight against anything that might undermine her peace of mind. It was true that after a month of living in the hideout nothing had changed in Rose's feelings. She was still as upset as she was that day. It was a little difficult to control herself, even Rose was no longer as free as she should be. The various pressures were destroying the various things inside Rose. She had to be more careful without too much activity considering t
Rose looked at Bridgette's face for a long moment. Her lips parted to say something. Slightly undecided, she eventually made a sound. "No need, Bridgette." Rose tucked a lock of hair behind her ear. She no longer had the blonde color for the sake of suppressing painful things. However, what really haunted Rose was Theo's phrase that once reminded her not to change her hair color under any circumstances. "Does Acampeliaz know that her mother is passed away?" asked Rose. Only then did Bridgette's expression turn grim. "Even if Campel knows, she doesn't quite understand what happened, Rose. I feel sorry for her. I wish her father wasn't such an asshole." A quip caught the attention of the one person in the driver's seat. The speed increased as hands tightened on the steering wheel. Xelle's jaw dropped, though the man did not utter any protest. "You must remember that two pregnant women are riding in your car, Axe." "Then, don't gossip."In reality Bri
"Theo!" Rose woke up not feeling well. Her mind was still focused on one sad name. Theodore Witson... which was clearly engraved on the tombstone Rose had found moments ago. She froze. Her feelings were crushed—crushed as often as the image of the tomb jolted her memory. "Where's Theo?" muttered Rose, no one in front of her could be trusted. For the blessed time Rose became a complete mess. She was messed up... very scared about the reality she had just known. Once again Rose wanted to get a closer look. Once again wanting to know how wet the ground was that buried her husband's body. Once wanted to feel how far her heart had been carried away. Could it die with Theo's wordless departure? Rose should have realized from the beginning. If indeed Theo recovered as she hoped, he wouldn't have taken so long to come and take her home. Rose knew Theo and her husband's desires... what could be said in more detail. Now Rose understood why Xelle had remained silent when she qu
In front of Rose, she was indeed meeting her husband's grave. Rose's eyes scrutinized a piece of land with one tall step. Slowly, she knelt down. Her trembling arms touched the damp part of the earth's crust that buried the body that Rose hadn't even seen for the last time. The particles of soil that she was now holding in her hands felt piercing. Rose didn't know what to do, but she desperately wanted to express her pain. Everything that had been pent up for a month. Rose took a deep breath. Exhaling the air roughly as she found the right words to speak. "How far have you traveled, Theo?" So soulfully Rose's fingers swept over the name engraved there. Rose smiled wryly, completely lacking the quiet passion of her life. "You saw the test pack. You knew I was pregnant, why did you leave? Now what about me, Theo?" Rose chuckled to herself. It wasn't the first time she had been hit by reality. Rose shouldn't be surprised by fate playing tricks on her. "Want to feel the presenc
"How is my baby?" The first time she opened her eyes the reality was what Rose thought. She noticed the extent to which the man standing beside the blanket was reluctant to stare. "Axe...," Rose called out. Knowing full well the blood was pouring out before she was swallowed whole unable to maintain consciousness. The agony literally snatched Rose away helplessly. And when she woke up she felt quite different. Still Rose noticed that face .... "I'm sorry—" Rose turned away already guessing the answer. Only the hospital ceiling she continued to watch wordlessly. Rose was accustomed to not demanding all kinds of wishes for whatever choices were given to her. Losing both her husband and her future child. It was two favors Rose could not bargain with any other suffering. She did not expect a happy ending. All had been lost since the rhymes that had once lived, had died with her feelings. "Are you okay, Rose?" The hesitant question for
Rose forced herself not to show a glum look. "That's not it. I want to take my giant." She forgot, however, that Xelle did not understand what 'her giant' meant. "The big doll that Theo gave me for my birthday," Rose said, clearing up the confusion on the other's face. For a moment Xelle seemed to want to interject. However, a moment later the man simply started the car engine with a silence. Rose didn't say much during the trip either. The voice in her head was already too full. She had to be able to control herself, just like the man who calmly controlled the four-wheeled vehicle without words. "Are you sure you can go inside, Rose?" asked Xelle after the long journey was over. "Sure." So without thinking, Rose proved to Xelle the doubts that were highlighted for her. So carefully Rose stepped through the entrance. Several pairs of eyes looked at her with respect and wonder. "You guys, how are you?" Including having the courage, although
Halfway back to the safe house, Rose's heart was still sinking. She tried to stay strong. It was difficult. But it was better than when she was in Beatrace's presence. Rose was just trying not to get carried away. This time she didn't understand what Xelle was going to do by stopping the car in front of the large mansion. Who it belonged to, Rose didn't want to know, and just waited inside the royce rolls until the man returned with a sling bag that Rose recognized very well, she guessed it was densely filled with a laptop of approximately the same size. "I think I've seen it before," Rose muttered as Xelle placed her bag on the back seat. "Theo's. There's no way you haven't seen it." Rose was too sensitive. It was enough to hear the name that she was bombarded with a feeling of sadness, with which her heart broke a thousand times. Rose blinked rapidly, perhaps unable to pick up the debris that had been scattered far away. She turned her body halfway around to sta
"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
One day after Theo regained consciousness, Rose finally decided to return to her home, the place where she once lived alone next to her small restaurant. At the moment there wasn't much for Rose to do other than prepare to meet Theo at the hospital. Rose immediately drove her father's borrowed car. On the back passenger seat she placed a medium-sized box with several holes in it that was wrapped very beautifully. While beside her sat a cute little dog with curly hair and white color like cotton. Yesterday Rose had just bought the poodle breed at the pet shop. Intrigued. That was all that drew Rose's desire to bring home the poodle named Cocomelo. "We've arrived." Rose prepared a special backpack to carry Cocomelo on her shoulders, so that when she first entered the infirmary Theo would not immediately meet her Cocomelo but Rose would show him. And in her hand, she carried the medium-sized box and walked into the hospital. Not just daring, but Rose had already ob
Coming back from the bathroom, Rose thought she would be faced with the same situation. She had warned against it by waiting longer in the humid room until some of the noises from outside faded away. But everything Rose had expected was not true. The blood seepage on the floor when she opened the door was gone. Verasco's subordinates... even Verasco himself was nowhere to be seen, in his husband's infirmary. All that was left was Lion waiting very quietly, arms folded across his chest as he watched Theo silently. "Are you still here, Lion? Where are the others?" asked Rose as her steps brushed the side of the blanket. "Mr. Verasco asked me to wait here, Miss." Lion's attention was finally diverted. Rose suspected that he had just returned from the police station and helped Verasco and Elijah to execute George. As for George's betrayal, perhaps it was a wake-up call for Verasco to be more intolerant of hidden intentions and whatever else might happen. "Where is my
"On the way home. Their story has a happy ending. Finished." Rose closed the 400 pages book and placed it on the nightstand. Reading sweet stories had become her routine in the past few days. Rose smiled slightly at her husband's face who was lying so quietly. This morning the breathing apparatus had just been removed indicating Theo's condition was getting better after the bloody spear incident. Luckily, they immediately brought Theo to get the right treatment. Theo had to undergo surgery three times. He had lost a lot of blood and needed transfusions as soon as possible. Rose remembered that some arguments happened between them regarding Theo who had very step blood, even Verasco was helpless about it. Just a Wench .... That's what Verasco said at that time with a trembling tone of voice. Like he was so regretful. Really regretful, until finally Travis suggested the few people who were still left in Italy to bring some bags of Theo's blood that were taken two
"She's very good at acting." Rose whispered softly in Bridgette's face who had only come into view after the play had started. There was no need for Rose to ask where the woman had been, she could guess what the couple sitting next to her had been up to from the slightly disheveled appearance a few moments ago. "Yes. No wonder she's the lead. She's very pretty tho." Rose nodded in agreement as Bridgette whispered along. The students who were drafted to act out the drama on the wedding stage were really good. Their pronunciation and intonation were perfect, especially when they were blocking. Rose remembered things like that that her father often commented on when watching street theater. Until this moment Rose had not found her father's whereabouts. Rose looked at Theo for a moment. Her husband was too focused on watching the theater play. The sharp gaze and tightly clenched lips were very hot. Rose wanted to touch Theo but was prevented by the arrival of the w
Who would have thought that the two weeks since that day would feel so short as Rose's busy journey came to an end. It all seemed to be over in an instant, until in the shade of a large, luxurious building she stood. Smiling at her handsome husband whose black hair had grown into a neatly combed bun. The thick eyebrows and gray eyes were a perfect combination, plus the hot touch of lips that sometimes returned her smile, and so whispered the naughty words that the man would later plan after the party was held. There should be nothing for Rose to worry about at this point. Just carrying out the last vestiges of the plan that would lead her to an intact family, then waiting to see how Theo would fight for their happiness together. But as long as she was there. Occasionally moving her feet regularly—back and forth in turns with her arms wrapped tightly around her husband's neck. Rose didn't find anyone who might still bear a faint resemblance to her parents among the a
"Who did you come with?" Rose felt a touch on the top of her head and immediately broke away from Bridgette's embrace. Xelle smiled at her and it seemed as if the man had just gotten home from work. The long blue shirt on the body was slightly ruffled with half of the buttons open, so the reddish marks on the skin of Xelle's chest were faintly revealed. Rose understood... she had just guessed wrong. "I think my arrival has interrupted your fun," she said, not directly answering Xelle's question, but at the same time Rose received a light pinch on the arm as well as Bridgette's 'shut up' gesture. "I'll take Rose inside. Don't forget to take a shower after this, Axe. You're very messy. And one more thing, tell Edward in an hour to pick up Oracle and Campel at school." Already Rose had taken a step towards where Bridgette was leading her, instantly she froze in place remembering Theo in the car. "I can't stay long, Bridgette. Theo's waiting for me." "
"This many invitations, who will be at our event?" Rose's attention was fixed on Theo and the concorde sheet of paper in his hand. Occasionally she turned back to confirm the existence of a stack of invitations arranged in tiers, some of which were in the trunk of the car with the rest sitting on the passenger seat. The golden color of almost all the invitation paper gave a luxurious impression, especially the embossed writing on the surface added an elegant side. Rose liked it when she was fingering the parts of the letters that popped out. It felt like she had just pampered her fingers. "Is your name right there?" But instead of answering Rose's question, Theo asked her that very thing. "It is." For a moment Rose returned her attention to the invitation paper. O'Douglas. Her eyes searched carefully for the name on the back. Rose had never been allowed to bear the title 'O'Douglas' for the rest of her life, but this time Rose had mad
Mesmerized. That was one of Theo's main reactions the first time Rose stepped out of the dressing room in a creamy white wedding dress like a romantic bride. An interesting conclusion emerged as Theo gazed at Rose as if she were a gentle woman with twists and turns... so beautiful and pure. The woman's sweet smile was something Theo never imagined he would have in full. Rose was absolutely stunning draped in a dress that began its beauty by leaving Rose's neck exposed in a transparent and elegant way. On the chest, the fabric that fit Rose's body was decorated with lace in the shape of spreading flowers and leaves accompanied by a sprinkling of sparkling crystals. From the hip line, the dress was in full bloom, but not beyond the slightest portion that Rose had to lift when stepping slowly. The curve in Rose's lips grew wider as she stared straight ahead. It was in those moments that Rose realized her husband was still silent without saying anything, as if he
After a flurry of activity with several dresses and eye-catching accessories. Rose's decision was then made to meet Theo in the office after parting ways with the woman who introduced herself as Alma as well as the woman's two beautiful secretaries, Evalina and Lindsey. The accidental encounter with Lion, whose fever was much better, was the moment when the man told Rose the whereabouts of Theo—who he said he had accidentally seen when Lion walked around several corners of the mansion just to add to the heat. The man wanted to sweat, but Rose's real business was with Theo. She didn't need to worry about anything else, except that her husband might be busy again. That was also what Lion had said before saying goodbye, which eventually led to Rose standing in front of Theo's study door... wondering if she should knock before entering. She didn't. Rose wouldn't do that once the door had been opened. A dimly lit room showed her husband there. Focused on his laptop, while Esmeralda