Rosalie POV
“Who is a friend, father?”
“A friend is like the first ray of sun, you don’t know their value since they don’t shine too bright but the moment you see that ray, you know there is nothing more beautiful and more important than them”
I turn my head to look at the girl, but it’s all blurred out, I open my eyes a little and try to get up from the bed. As I make my way to the door and turn back, I could see someone lying on my bed, in the same dress as me. I shake my head and see at the figure again, it’s still me lying on the bed. I try to move my hand or leg, but they aren’t moving, I try to turn to a side and nothing is happening. I try to raise my body from the bed again and again and again.
Suddenly my eyes flew open with a sharp pain in them. I could make out the surrou
