Vincent's pov.

Last night was the best sleep I had in a very long time, but when I opened my eyes in the morning, I was welcomed by an empty and cold bed. I sit up immediately looking around the room for my rose. I went to the bathroom and saw that the shower wall is still foggy and wet which means that she probably took shower and headed downstairs.

Reaching the bottom of the stairs, rose's laughter filled my ears, sounding like a melody, sounding so calming and ...