The soft glow of the bedside lamp enveloped the room in a comforting aura as I tenderly tucked Rosa into bed, ensuring she was snug beneath the covers. "Patrick, I will kill you, you cheater. You just wait and watch." aggressive, yet soft murmurs escaped her lips, her breath uneven from the lingering effects of alcohol. It was a stark departure from the usual vivaciousness that defined her presence.
As I observed Rosa's serene slumber, a tumultuous storm brewed within me. Concern for her emotions, anxiety over Christian's whereabouts, and a profound fear of what might unfold next churned relentlessly in my mind like a tempest.
Rosa's revelation about Kai and Patrick had ignited a whirlwind of uncertainty. Was there substance to her claims, or were they merely the ramblings of an inebriat
