Chapter 52 The Calm Before The Storm
- The tension in the air had shifted.
- Rose sat on the edge of the plush cream couch, arms loosely folded across her chest, but her mind was anything but calm. The events of the past few days swirled in her head, Amy’s sudden return, the media whispers, the invasion of privacy. But above all, it was the way he had looked at her that haunted her most.
- Like she belonged.