POV: ROSE
Rose sat on the floor of the shower, the hot water that had been coming down on her had long turned cold. She didn’t care, it didn’t matter anyway. Nothing mattered. He didn’t want her anymore. She had failed him.
Gabriella had only replied with three words: On my way.
She wasn’t sure how long she sat there, a part of her never wanted to move. It wasn’t until she heard sounds in the main room, that she began to stir. A female voice called her name. Rose couldn’t even look up as the door opened.
“Goddess, Rose.” The voice cried as the glass door to the shower and the water stopped, “Honey, let’s get you out of here.”
A towel wrapped around her form and pulled her up to stand, leading her to the room. She was quickly dressed before she was sat on the sofa, still staring at h
