As I step inside the apartment, my eyes wander around to see the living room in total darkness; leaving me frowning before closing the door behind me. It takes me awhile to realise that there's a noise coming from one of the rooms—the bathroom.
I turn on the lights in the living room and in the kitchen as I make my way towards the bedroom, surprised to see the room in a total mess. Pillows and frames are scattered all around the floor, making me cautiously watch my step incase I step on one.
My heart skips a beat at the sight I see; Rose sitting onto the ground as she cries out while her right hand is currently holding onto a knife—signalling her left wrist, leaving me frozen at my spot. I can't help but continue to look at her from behind, remembering that I've once see her this way before and it wasn't pleasant but the last time I saw her, she already did.
''Rose.'' I call out softly, afraid if I might startle her.
Her grip onto the knife starts to loosen as she drops it onto the ground before turning to look at me, her eyes are red with tears and her face is pale as snow. Slowly, I try to get closer towards her—wanting to make sure that she'll let me come closer to comfort or at least soothe her. What surprises me most is, she quickly makes her way towards me, pulling me in for a hug.