ROSALITH
It's already been a week since I have been locked up in my room. Father didn't come to see me and all I could do was wallow in my own misery. I asked about Vladimir and I was told that he won't be coming to see me because he is on a mission.
I don't know if my father is on a hunting spree to find another man for me. When I heard the soft knock on my window, I stepped out of my closet. Since I was locked up, someone I didn't know usually served me a meal. For two days I didn't touch it until my body couldn't take it any longer. I tried the food and I don't know why it reminded me of when Vladimir and I had to slip inside the words sometimes to have roasted corn.
Moreover, he is a great cook. I would have believed that he was the one bringing me food until I heard that he was on
