One year later

Rose

I watched my reflection in the mirror, contented with my dressing. I'm writing my final exams. You know that feeling when you're about to graduate from school? The feeling settled at the pit of my stomach. The door was pushed open, and in came my mom.

"Are you going to take forever in there? Today is not your graduation day." I couldn't help but chuckle at her words. It's not my graduation day, but it will be soon.

"Coming, Mom. Give me two minutes."

"Alright. Be fast. Your father is coming over." A smile broke on my lips at the mention of my father. He's trying...