Rose POV

The walk didn’t make me feel any better.

The sun seemed too bright and the outside world felt too loud. I stopped at my favorite coffee shop to get a mocha latte, decaf, because I’d had so much caffeine already. Then I felt guilty for doing this because Mary was being held hostage somewhere and I was wasting precious time by going for a walk and getting a coffee. So, I left the shop before even grabbing my drink. ...