Chapter Twenty One: The Art Gallery.

Rosette’s POV

“Is there something you want to say Rose? You have been playing with your meal for over twenty minutes now” My mom started pulling my attention out of my thoughts.

I had no idea how to fix this issue with Damon now, as he wasn't ready to listen to me in any way. I kept throwing glances at him throughout but he didn’t even acknowledge me at all.

And that wasn't all. I had bigger news to break to my mother but I was scared of Damon’s reaction to what I was about to say.

“But it's your favorite food, why aren't you eating then?” My mom asked again.

“Mom i will, but i have something i want to say” I stated while throwing a glance at Damon but he ignored me.

“Oh really?” Mom chirped while rubbing Damon’s shoulders, “Would you look at that? Rose has something to say” She repeated, full of smiles.

"Hmm" came Damon's uninterested reply.

Ever since she approached me, asking if i was going to help her out at the garden and i accepted, she has been way too happy, and that happin