Chapter 42

• When Roselle's feet touched the floor after a week of being immobile, she felt a sense of renewal. The coolness of the marble beneath her soles provided a refreshing sensation, and as she walked towards the bathroom, it felt as though she had awakened from a long sleep. Throughout her life, she had never truly appreciated the functionality of her legs...until this moment.
• "Good morning to myself!" Roselle greeted her reflection in the bathroom mirror, a wide grin spreading across her face. Her reflection mirrored her expression, with disheveled hair resembling a tangled mess and puffy eyes from excessive rubbing.
• After quickly brushing her teeth, Roselle left the bathroom, only to be met with a sight that turned her smile into a frown. Dylan stood in her room, wearing a small smile on his face. His presence brought back memories of the pain he had caused her, reigniting her desire for revenge. Now that she could walk again, it was time for her to seek retribution. Just as Severon had attacked her with snakes, she needed to find something equally terrifying to retaliate.