“Was it not to honor your mother’s dying wish?” Rosalynn’s voice cut through the air like a knife, making Rose shiver from head to toe.
The haunting image of Yvette’s last moments replayed in her mind. The bedroom littered with empty liquor bottles. The bed marred by the stains of vomit. Her mother’s face, flushed with fever, eyes glazed over as she fixated on her frail child.
“You must remember the tragedy of your mother and aunt! It’s all because of that lunatic Ayden! You need to keep an eye on his monstrous son. If he inherits Ayden’s curse, you must make the same choice as I did!!! Promise me!!! PROMISE ME!!!” The distorted visage of the woman, grotesque as if pulled from a horror film, was etched into her memory.
“No, it’s not that!” Rose shook her head vehemently, trying to dispel the ghastly image from her mind, “I’m not doing it for her! Not for her!”
“It doesn’t matter.” Rosalynn’s voice was light, almost dismissive.
Rose looked at her. She would have preferred Rosalynn to be hysterical rather than this detached, condescending figure who seemed not to care at all.d2
Fear washed over her in a tidal wave.
“Felix.” Rosalynn commanded.
At the sound of his name, Felix nodded and strode purposefully towards Rose.
“What are you doing? You can’t touch me!” Rose suddenly scrambled towards Rosalynn.
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