*ROSA*
The aroma of my sumptuous meals wafted through the air, but I couldn't find it in me to indulge in them. My mind was preoccupied with thoughts of Damon's impending arrival. The dining room was quiet, except for the sound of my restless breathing and the faint whispers of the wind outside. I sat there, my eyes fixed on the intricate carvings adorning the table, lost in my own world of worries and anticipation.
Two days passed, and Belle's absence was starting to weigh on everyone. It still felt so unreal that she wasn't with us, here on earth but in a faraway land, one that was not meant for trespassing.
"Rosa. Don't you think it's high time you listen to what Pa Garry has to say? You shutting him out is not the right solution, I suggest you talk to him." Damon said, taking a seat
