“You have to go on Earth, Rosalie”
“Who shall I be serving, Father?”
“The pure souls”
“Pure souls? Do pure souls need our protection?”
“You are right. They don’t. They are strong” “But they don’t know it yet, Rosalie. The pure souls don’t know that they have enough power to win on their own”
“Shouldn’t we tell them?”
“They have to figure it out on their own”
Rosalie POV
“Augustine”
“Rose baby, Please try not to yell. I have a severe headache.” I sat up on the bed and looked at Sophie, who is covering her head with a pillow.
My gaze turned everywhere, looking for something that I was missing a lot at the moment.
“I...I thought...he was...I saw him,” the words died on my mouth as a pillow was thrown in my direction.
“STILL TOO LOUD”. I held my head between my thighs. It felt
