Rose’s POV

Light streamed through windows, heating the room with a soothing glow as I stood before the mirror, smoothing out the skirt on my dress. There are moments like these that are quiet—nearly serene. But in my breast, I could feel a racing heartbeat. I couldn’t shake the feeling that it all was about to shatter, and I wasn’t ready.

All that had occurred yesterday went through my mind, each passing second with Angelina in my thoughts. I still did not have a clue why she had ...