“A bird who hurt her wing,
now forgotten how to fly.
A song she used to sing,
but can’t remember why.
A breath she caught and kept –
that left her in a sigh.
It hurts her so to love you,
but she won’t say goodbye.”
-Lang Leav
Rose didn’t see much of Xavier until Thursday morning since she’d ended up spending Monday night and Tuesday night in her room at her father’s house. It was so odd how you really couldn’t appreciate the wonders of a new memory foam mattress until you had to revert to an old standard mattress. Tossing and turning in what now Rose deemed an uncomfortable bed, she’d finally returned to the alpha residence Wednesday night, Lana being her escort for the day.
Thursday morning, as Rose got into the car next to Xavier, s
