Chapter 13

The atmosphere that night was warm and harmonious—it was almost as if Rosalie and Linda's family were friends who'd been apart for ages, not strangers who'd just met that day. Their care and concern for her made her feel a warmth she'd never experienced before. She almost didn't want to leave but still politely bade them goodbye when they sat down to watch TV. After returning to her rented place, she washed up and spent some time on her skincare. It was so rejuvenating and calming that she felt more relaxed than she'd been in a long time. Once she was done with her nighttime ritual, she flopped onto the bed and stared at the ceiling. Then, she looked around at her new place. It wasn't big, but it was warm and cozy. It satisfied her. Rosalie shut her eyes and wondered when Lucas would realize that she'd left. Then again, he would probably just be overjoyed by her departure. After all, nothing would be in his way of reconciling with Isabelle once she was out of the picture. Moreover