CHAPTER 58

Emma's POV

I pushed open the door to Rosaline's room, a bright smile plastered on my face. But my enthusiasm was short-lived.

Rosaline was dancing with Gabe, our father, in the middle of the room. They were laughing and spinning to the music, completely carefree. I felt like an outsider, a spectator in my own family.

I cleared my throat, trying to announce my presence, but Rosaline didn't even spare me a glance. She was too busy having the time of her life with Gabe.

I watched, feeling like a ghost hovering on the periphery, as they twirled and swayed together. Gabe's eyes shone with happiness, his smile radiant, as he gazed at Rosaline.

It was like I was invisible.

My smile faltered, and I felt a pang of sadness. Why was I always on the outside looking in? Why couldn't I be the one having fun with my family?

I stood there, frozen, as Gabe and Rosaline continued their joyful dance, oblivious to my presence.

Gabe's smile faltered for a moment, sensing the tension, but he quickly recove