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"Only whispers hear whispers," Rose said, slowly walking towards White. "And I was never Rose."
White's eyes brightened. "You've been playing a long game, Rose Steele," he said. "I wonder how your sisters would react knowing you left them locked up all this time."
Rose said nothing, but kept coming close.
White saw death in her eyes, and sent a hand behind him. A sword appeared in his hand, and as Rose reached him, he sent the sword to pierce her, but he was met with surprise as it all happened in a blur, a movement he couldn't catch, and the sword which he intended to do Rose harm with was buried deep in his chest.
Rose withdrew the sword, and tossed it on the ground. Blood rushed out of White's chest, and a terrified Harriet, and sullen Rose, now turned into Anna, watched.
White was gasping for air, and just then, Claire appeared with the Steeles, and she rushed to White's side as he choked out blood and cried.
"What happened?" Claire aske
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