Third Person POV
Rosalie tugged at the bars, swearing under her breath, while Bree watched tiredly from her perch on her mattress.
“It’s no use,” she said with a sigh as Rosalie refused to give up “You’re only going to hurt yourself” she chided Rosalie, shaking her head.
Rosalie kicked the bars in frustration. “I can’t bear this” she shot out “It’s like being a prisoner all over again.”
“Again?” Bree asked and Rosalie bit her lip, refusing to answer the unspoken question, her nails digging into the palms of her hands as she tried not to dwell on the awful place she’d come from.
Right now she needed to focus on the present, the situation of here and now. She couldn't let her past haunt her and prevent her from being able to escape the current problem she was facing.
“There has to
