Rose was sitting at the table in great confusion as she waited for Joseph to return. Her mind was storming with thoughts, so she rubbed her hands together nervously. She did not know what to do in such a situation.
She was looking at Joseph from time to time; her mind was still under the influence of shock as she was unable to connect the two characters together.
Is he really the one she's been talking to for four years? Is this really her friend, Derek, but How, they are completely different?
But among all those confused thoughts that she had, her mind hung on one thing, had he been treating her kindly all the previous period because he knew who she was.
And although Joseph used to look at her from time to time, as she did in particular, that last look that he gave her was different,
