A surprised gasp escaped Roseanne's lips as she listened to Mirabel’s conversation, she shifted back in shock and mistakenly stumbled on the vase behind the wall. It made a sound that made Mirabel turn abruptly, “Who is there?” she requested immediately but got no reply, she became alarmed and started approaching the place where the sound came from.She had a sharp knife with her which she planned to use on whoever she found eavesdropping on her conversation with Connor’s uncle. Roseanne needed no one to tell her that she was in trouble if Mirabel caught up with her and so she skillfully flew to safety before Mirabel could get to her.Mirabel got to the corner where the vase was kept and was stunned at not seeing anyone there. She proceeded to raise the curtain but still found no one. A tired sigh escaped her lips and she thought she was just overreacting, “maybe I just feel like I’m being watched out of fear. There is really no one here, I should head back in” she said to herself
Roseanne took out the recorder she used in recording from her apron pocket as soon as she left the room, she had hoped to expose Mirabel with the opportunity she got to serve Miss Carolina some water but her plans were ruined when Mirabel appeared too. “That sly witch, she is everywhere I go” she spat referring to Mirabel. Roseanne mused over her short encounter with Mirabel on her way to give water to Miss Carolina.“Who knows if that water was not poisoned” she snorted, her face scrunched distastefully. She recollected Mirabel’s slight threat of kicking her out of the mansion for good and suddenly got worried about what she meant.“I will not just stand by and watch Miss Mirabel make plans to get rid of me. I must make known of her atrocities before it is too late” Roseanne thought within herself, pressing the recorder to her bosom. She was fully aware that she needed to report Mirabel’s conversation to either Connor or Carolina but she was confused about whom to report to.Rosean
Everyone's minds were troubled by what they just witnessed. Roseanne's body was still on the floor, blood was gushing out from her head and soon it turned into a pool around her corpse. It was indeed a gruesome scene to behold. Her eyes were wide open and her lips were slightly agape.Carolina gasped for breath at the scene, she could not believe what just happened and Roseanne was suddenly looking like a ghost who had come to haunt her. A scream escaped her lips at the sight of Roseanne's blood.Jack and Mirabel rushed out to meet the scene too. Mirabel on beholding Roseanne's body let out a shrill cry and fell to the floor, thrashing and cursing inaudibly. Her whole body kept vibrating in fear as she cried.Jack was beyond confused as to what he was seeing. He felt like he was hallucinating and was not seeing clearly, "Was this not the same person I spoke with about three hours ago? How did this suddenly happen?" He wondered, his throat suddenly parched.He licked his lips which had
The doctor arrived and was ushered into the room where Roseanne's lifeless body was kept. He took her hand up and watched as it dropped without any form of obstruction.The doctor became aware that Roseanne was long gone but he still carried out the instructions he was given and proceeded to check for any sign of a heartbeat or pulse from Roseanne but got nothing. Roseanne was dead and nothing could be done about it.He shook his head in pity and finally closed her eyes which had been opened all those times. He also covered her corpse with linen that was on the cupboard beside the bed where Roseanne lay. Jack was with him, he watched sadly as the doctor confirmed Roseanne's death. He slowly turned to the wall and punched it hard.Jack was not happy with the sudden death of Roseanne so he resolved to ask for more details, regarding the accusations she made toward Mirabel.He was not satisfied with the answers she had given him and believed there was more than meets the eyes but all th
Connor couldn’t believe what he was seeing on the table. He slowly picked the bottle up with shaky hands, he was bewildered at finding such an item in Roseanne’s room.“How did she get this in the place? How come she is in the custody of such a dangerous item?” he wondered, opening the lid of the bottle to sniff the substance.His face scrunched in distaste and he gagged because of the awful smell emitting from the substance, without wasting time, he quickly put the bottle away and picked up the suicide note Roseanne left on her dressing table.He scanned through the handwritten note Roseanne had left before her murder and shook his head in disbelief, it was hard for him to believe that Roseanne brought upon herself what happened to her.“She committed suicide? She killed herself, but why? Why will Roseanne let such a thought cross her mind? What could be her reason for taking her life? Was she in somewhat trouble and the only way out of it was to commit suicide? Is she not the same p
Connor, after letting his plans for Carolina stay with his parents till he had caught the culprit known to her, left their room to attend to other things only to return and find out that she was not dressed up for their journey.He tugged at his hair while letting out a sigh, he walked towards their bed where Carolina was curled in a ball, staring at nothing in particular.Connor sat on the edge of the bed, he turned to stare at Carolina who did not spare him a glance even if she was aware that he was looking at her. Connor proceeded to rub her legs which were slightly exposed from her nightgown."Caro, you're not dressed up yet" He muttered more like a question but Carolina refused to answer."Hey, we should be getting ready to move you know that right?" Connor reminded her while crawling towards her to meet her gaze.Carolina turned to the other side, completely shutting him out but Connor was not ready to let go."Are you hungry? Should I get you something to eat before we leave?"
Connor turned and noticed how gloomy his mate was looking, he knew at once that his mom must have done something hurtful to her. "Mom, Carolina greeted you. Why did you not accept her greetings before requesting to see Mirabel at least?" Connor tried to reprimand his mother who was feeling nonchalant about her actions towards Carolina."It's Mirabel I want to see. Where is she?" She retorted instead and Connor boiled in anger, he didn't like the fact that his mother was being rude to his mate."I sent her back home. Are you going to accept her greetings now that you know the whereabouts of your Mirabel?" Connor returned through clenched teeth."What! Connor, how could you do that?" His mom yelled in anger but Connor refused to give her an answer."Answer me, Connor, on whose permission? Why did you send her back without letting me know" she yelled glaring at Carolina. Connor took Carolina's hands and led her to their room, he made sure to close the door behind them.Connor cupped Ca
Carolina was still deep in thought when Connor entered their room, she did not even notice him enter since her head was occupied with thoughts of who Roseanne’s killer might be.“Caro, are you okay? It seems like you are bothered by something. Want to talk about it?” Connor said aloud, almost startling Carolina who did not expect him to be in the room so soon.“You are back” she smiled and stood up, ready to go into the bathroom for a quick bath. Connor watched as she disappeared into the bathroom, his brows creased in confusion. “Why is Carolina being secretive all of a sudden?” he wondered.Carolina came out a few minutes later, already dressed in her nightwear. She made her way to the other side of their bed while Connor watched her with Hawk’s eyes. “Carolina, are you sure everything is okay with you?” Connor muttered and Carolina nodded abruptly, pulling the duvet so that she could crawl under it. Connor was not satisfied with her reply but he decided to let it go till when she