Getting out of Arron's room, I immediately rush down the hallway toward mine.
How.
Just how.
How the fuck did I-
I was supposed to be questioning that fucker about Peony's death...
And what the fuck did I end up doing...?
I must have gone crazy...
Looking down at my hand...
I remember my deeds back there in his room...
"WHAT IN THE FUUUUUUCCCKKING HELLL!???" I scream out loud like a lunatic.
My voice echoes down the empty hallway making me instantly cover my mouth in fear of being heard.
There's no way that was me...
There's no way in hell I could have done something like that!!
Actually, I had never known...
That I could have that kind of a side to myself...
I remember the sounds of his voice when I touched him...
Filled with pain mixed with pleasure...
So Rough.
So Hard.
And somewhere deep down I know that he...
Liked it.
"Wait what the fuck am I thinking?!?!" I shake my head in shame.
In my past life, I had zero experience with guys. The only males I had touched were my father and brother...
That is why I didn't know myself...
I could do something like that to him...
To that crazy bastard...
Arron...
"Hah...this is driving me crazy..." I rub my temples.
"I'm so fucking done! I can't think anymore! Let's just go and get some good sleep!"
I decide to just shut the fuck up for today and go to sleep.
Laying on the bed I close my tired eyes...
Just then...
"Rosetta"
I hear my name.
"If this is regarding the marriage proposal with the son of Viscount McGarden then you rather not father..."
I see a girl with long red hair and sharp green eyes...
Is that Rosetta?
"This is not a matter of your choice, Rosetta...Have you never thought about this family's reputation and title? You need to carry this legacy on, Rosetta..."
A man with gray hair and sharp green eyes tries to explain.
Is that her father....?
"Legacy of this family...? You mean the son I will be giving birth to? The son of that lowly man..." Rosetta says.
Her expression is twisted, to the point where it's almost disturbing.
What is this? Am I dreaming?
"Rosetta, he's your husband. Have some respect for him!" the man scorns.
"I would never be able to think of that man as my husband, father. Even if we get married, and he inherits your title as the Duke of this manor, he will never be my husband." She states coldly.
"Afterall no matter how shiny, imitations can never compare to real gold pieces of jewelry"
Her father immediately gets up from his place in anger.
"Do not forget he's my closest friend's son! If I have decided on your marriage with him then you will get married to him and that's final!"
He turns around and leaves the room, slamming the door behind him.
The loud sound echoes in the room, followed by a deafening silence.
After a few moments, the only thing that resounds in the room is Rosetta's heavy sigh.
"Is your friendship more important than your daughter today?" She whispers.
Is this Rosetta's past??
Then am I seeing all this in my dream?
"At times like this, I hope mother, you were here with me..." Rosetta stares at the portrait of a woman with similar red hair on the wall.
That must be her mother's portrait.
How beautiful...
Maybe it was the magic of the artist or maybe it was the divine face that reflected soft femininity...
Rosetta's mother was really one of the most beautiful women I have seen...
As I'm admiring her mother's portrait, another sigh resounds in the room.
"I think the only person that I can find comfort in is Aunt Selene now..."
*KNOCK KNOCK*
My eyes open to the sound of knocking on the door.
I sit up to find myself in my bedroom.
Ah, so that was a dream indeed.
*KNOCK KNOCK*
Sounds of knocking can be heard again.
I look at the door and ask, "Who is it?"
"It's me, Mari"
"Oh. You can come inside"
Mari walks inside with a letter in hand.
"What's up?"
"You have a letter from Lady Selene..."
Lady Selene...
Where have I heard that name?