George's POV

I was officially allowed to leave the infirmary a day after Wendy's visit. I tried calling her phone and sending multiple text messages, but she didn't answer my calls nor reply to my messages and then she just blocked my number.

I walked to my office only to find a distressed Edward waiting for me by the door.

“What happened?” I immediately asked.

He fumbled with his hands and avoided my gaze. “It's about Rosina. Your highness” He answered with a low, shaky voice.

“What about Rosina?” I asked again, my patience running low.

“She escaped.” He answered, studying my expression.

My frown deepened. “Rosina what!” I exclaimed,finally...