Chapter 73 Taken

• The city streets were quiet as Rose stepped out of the grocery store, clutching the bag of items she had picked up for Ella. The soft rustle of plastic mingled with the distant hum of traffic, and the glow of streetlights bathed the sidewalk in a pale golden hue. The cool night air wrapped around her like a whisper, but her thoughts were warmer, lingering on Christian.
• Things had changed between them.
• Ever since the gallery visit , there was something different in the way he looked at her softer, deeper. The wall she had built so carefully was cracking, letting light seep through. She was letting him in, piece by piece, and she couldn’t help but feel herself falling.