Winter roses…………
The smell of Winter Roses were always enchanted her. Nixon first proposed to her with a diamond ring and a bunch of beautiful winter roses. It reminded her love and loss together. She lost colors of life with Nixon and Rene. Now her life blank except the child growing inside her with a hope of new life.
Again winter roses become witness to everything. What she wanted and what she become. From a simple loving homemaker to a woman who become destructor and manipulator.
Her hands were shaking when she placed those roses in the Rene’s grave. She can cry now. With them because she feel them here. They will never leave her.
Rosalie stood there with blank mind. She was here finally. The place where she truly belong.
With Rene and Nixon…………
Her life.
Her love………..
Her h
