The door banged behind Rose, shaking on its hinges.
Joseph was no better, he smashed the table angrily wondering why she was so blinded by revenge that she could not even tell that he was trying his best to protect her. He ran his hand through his hair, pacing the room thinking of following her out but decided against it.
Rose would only stubbornly go against every sensible thing he tried to communicate to her.
He decided he would talk to her in the morning before he left for office.
On the other hand, Rose walked to the living room and sat on the couch as if nothing was wrong. From where she sat, she could watch the sun dip down into the horizon and though it was such a beautiful and calm scene; her mind was nothing but calm. From the moment she met him, he had always wanted to run
