Rose didn’t speak to the scarred man, and didn’t object when the doors were locked. She didn’t even heave a sigh or cry.
Being trapped in a closed space with the man, who had threatened her away from her people, who hadn’t batted an eye in telling her he would blow up the clinic, should feel scary… And yet an eerie calm settled over her, and she wasn’t sure why.
Sure, her life was a bit of a tangled mess. But her precious Mey was safe, and on her way to recovery. Her mother, and last kin, was in rehab, and she was glad that she was finally getting the help she needed.
Would she be missed if she were to disappear? The frosty blue eyes of the man she loved to bits came to her mind. She knew Roman had not said the words she longed to hear, but he would undoubtedly miss her. Flora and E
