Chapter 19 The Moment Of Heat

• ROSALINE
• The sliding door pulled open, giving way for me as I stepped foot on the pavement and made my way in. It felt like it had been years since I last visited my father's company. I wouldn't have, but I must say, they were good at convincing, and I also needed to wipe off the mess that I'd made with Harry.
• I haven't talked with him since he disappeared on the day of the party. Aware of pairs of eyes gauging my movement, I proceeded with my head up high, my stiletto heels clanging against the tiled floor and echoing wildly through the vast reception. I was nervous to a fault, and the thought of facing my father after all of this made my stomach churn with more anxiety.