Rose’s Point of View;
As I opened the door to let Alex in, I wasn’t prepared for what I saw. There, sitting on the couch, was Alice. She was staring at Alex with an unreadable expression on her face. My first instinct was to call it anger, but then, as I studied her further, it felt more like... fear. I couldn't tell for sure. Her face was a mess of emotions, and I couldn't quite put my finger on it.
A sudden, unsettling thought flickered through my mind, it was brief but sharp enough to leave a mark. I shook it off almost immediately. No, that couldn’t be true. Alice, lying about something like that? It just didn’t make sense. I couldn’t fathom a single reason she would keep something so serious like that from me. But still… the look on her face, the way she avoided his gaze, it gnawed
