|| Author POV ||
Rosa sat quietly, her gaze drifting across the classroom filled with laughter and chatter. Her eyes were gloomy, lost.
Killian hadn’t come home last night either.
Not a single trace of him in the mansion.
Where could he possibly be? He’s always busy.
Rosa pulled in a breath. The emptiness inside her grew as she glanced around at the smiling couples in her classroom. They looked so full, so loved.
“Rosa...!”
Aria’s cheerful voice snapped her out of the spiral. Rosa blinked and turned to look at her.
Aria grinned and placed a small envelope on the desk. A delicate peach-colored letter with a silver seal.
“What is it?” Rosa asked, her voice soft as a feather.
She looked at Aria, who was smiling wide. “Invitation card.” Aria said cheerfully, “My birthday invitation.
