ROSALINE

"Do not talk to me!"

As I walked away from Gerald and headed towards my room, my steps felt heavy, with the weight of unresolved tension hanging in the air. I could feel his gaze burning into my back, but I refused to turn around, refusing to engage in yet another argument.

Before I could close the door behind me, Gerald's hand shot out, stopping it with a firm grip. I tensed, my heart pounding in my chest as I braced myself for the confrontation that was about to begin. I didn't plan to end this lucky day with an argument.

"Rosaline, we need to talk," Gerald's voice was...