Macbeth’s POV
“Thank you for today,” said Rose as soon as we were in her cabin.
Callum grunts as he takes a seat on the bed and I scoff as he leans against the wall.
“It almost seems like trouble keeps on following us. Rather it keeps on following me. However this time we are going to be right in the middle of it because of me.” Rose’s jaw is tight and her brows need together as she dives into a little self loathing but I refuse to let her spiral into it once again.
“You are right Rose, we are right in the middle of it. Like always together. And like all we know we thrive over the c*****e. I casually shrug my shoulders as I quirk my brow at her. But none of this is because of you. But I know very clearly that you did not want this to happen. You didn't choose this.”
“Yeah but you cho
