By the time I woke up, Henry was gone, and a tiny note lay under my pillow.

A sad smile tugged at my lips as I read its contents.

‘I think your mother's right, Rosie. You need to figure yourself out without me hovering around you. I will try to stay updated with your life for as long as I can, and when the time is right, I will come for you.’

I exhaled heavily.

There was a void inside of me, one that opened the moment Henry left.

I guess Mum was right after all.

I brushed, took my bath, then dressed up before heading downstairs.

Low voices drifted...