Chapter seventy Five.

Vanessa’s pov.

After Elliot left my room, I was feeling so weak, like I could barely stand. I hadn't eaten a single bite since morning, and my stomach was growling louder than a lion's roar. The whole morning had been a nightmare, and this evening made it worse with the mean Sophia and those maids making my life a living hell.

I flopped down on my bed, feeling utterly defeated and hopeless. But just when I thought things couldn't get any worse, Rose, my guardian angel, walked into the room with a tray of delicious, mouthwatering food. It was like she knew exactly what I needed in that moment.

She placed the tray gently on my bedside table and sat down next to me, her eyes filled with genuine concern. "Vanessa, I'm so sorry I wasn't here earlier," she said, her voice full of sympathy. "I just got back, and I can't believe what those awful people did to you."

“It’s fine, I’m used to all this” I said to her.

Tears welled up in my eyes as I looked at Rose. It was such a relief to have s