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At the hospital, I held Rose's hand and stared at her unconscious body as I recalled the past. The video which had been shown to me by Charlotte and in which Rose confessed that she was eloping with the man she truly loved. Like a fool, I had believed Charlotte's words and forced myself to hate Rose who had done nothing but love me.
Perhaps, if I hadn't been impulsive. Just perhaps, if I had done what any other right-thinking person would have done; search for Rose and demand to hear the truth from her. If I had done that, Rose would not have been lying unconscious on a hospital bed.
Charlotte played her game really well. She was proof that no matter how much you thought you knew a person, you could not truly know them. For years, she acted like the perfect wife, doing everything t
