Rosalie spent the rest of that afternoon in her bedroom, her door locked and not answering any calls from outside. She did not open the door to Ida, who wanted to check in on her and give her lunch, and she definitely did not want to talk to Creed because he would, by no doubt, tell her of the developments of Yelena's punishment.
She spent the hour that the arrangements were made sitting in a chair by the window and looking out at the snow covered landscape. The snow... it was all its fault. Had the short winter not arrived, the weddings would have already started. There would have been no need for a winter ball. Yelena would not have seen any other man and she would not have been tempted to sleep with him to rid herself of the sadness she felt.
Rosalie desperately wanted to blame the sn
