"Di...did you th...get them ba...back?" Rose asked as we headed downstairs for breakfast, her face still red from our little moment earlier. As always, I was holding her small hand. I don't know why, but today walking down with her and holding her hand felt different.
"Get what back?"
"The ro...roses. You sa...said you fo...found them,"
"Yes Rose, that was the first thing I did while I was panicking and going crazy with the possibility of you being dead," I rolled my eyes. "And I didn't find the car, Ash and Logan did."
"Oh," she nodded and I did notice how her face fell.
"You are really worried about some flowers at the moment?" I demanded.
"Th...they we...were mine," she grumbled. "Th...the on...only gi...gift I ev...ever got,"
"Oh baby," Noel murmured. "What will we do wit
