Rosalie’s POV

It’s now or never.

However, I wasn’t alone for long. Night had fallen quickly over the pack, and shortly after Estrella left the room, I heard a knock at the door.

“Miss Rosalie, may we come in?”

It was Mrs. White again, accompanied by two other young girls.

“Of course, please,” I replied politely, still not used to being served.

One of the younger girls placed a bowl of salad in front of me. Doctor’s orders had to be followed, so I began eating while quietly ...