Caleb
"Thinking about uncle?"
The scent of lavender attacked my nostrils as Rose entered my chamber. She wore a plain black dress and a veil over her face, if she had not tried to take my life twice weeks ago, I would have described her as completely harmless.
"I am thinking about how I grew up feeling like fate was out to suck my soul from my body... my mother's death, to uncle's...Pete's-"
"Who is Pete?"
I ran a hand through my hair and ruffled it as I weighed on actually relating another traumatizing ordeal in my life, it would be the first time I actually ever did it.
"You don't have to tell me you know-"
"No...I want to, I need to...you see all my life I have harbored these memories, bottling up feelings and telling myself that if I could just forget...i
