Third Person POV
“Bree I’m not so sure about this. Maybe we should go back” Rosalie said doubtfully, as they wandered around the small town, Bree skipping excitedly, glad to be outside of the dreary castle and feel the sunshine drifting down on her. She breathed in the fresh air and gave a long sigh.
“Oh Rosalie, live a little,” Bree said with a snort “I mean we’re just walking. Nobody is even taking a second look at us” she pointed out with a shrug, completely nonchalant.
Rosalie glanced around uncertainly. Bree was right, nobody was sparing them a second glance, but Rosalie couldn’t shake the feeling that they were being watched, no matter how much she tried to shake it. Maybe she was being paranoid?
“Oh, Rosalie look at these scarves,” Bree said, dragging her over to a small market
