A Few Months Later
Rosalia’s POV:
I knew it. I knew something was wrong the moment we woke up but I shrugged it off, hoping that it was just my paranoid mind working against me as always. Hunter watched me carefully all day, a concerned expression on his face and rooted in his eyes. But just smile. Smile and wave off his concern by saying that I was ok, I was just stressed.
But it's a lie.
The hours drag by slowly, filled with mundane things that seem ordinary, yet today also seems like a waste of time. So slowly that it feels like I’m being tortured by how slow they go since it deceptively feels as though I have all the time in the world to be with my loved ones as well as also seeming to drain out of my fingers too fast, like sand caught in an hourglass. But I’ve learned over the yea
