Rose's POV

Jasmine’s voice cut through the thick fog of my thoughts. “Rose, you need to eat.”

She made an effort to be kind, though there was a firmness in her tone, of a kind she used when she cared for me but didn't want to press too hard.

I barely mustered a response. My brain was in a spin, bogged down in all of it.

James. Alexis. The scandal. The news of me being pregnant in the middle of all this tumult.

I swallowed hard, staring down at the meal in front of me. The ...