**Soren's POV
Striding up to Rosalie's home, I knocked twice and smiled. When I saw it was Seraphine who opened the door, I was quite disappointed.
I had been expecting Rosalie, but knowing her, she was probably busy preparing dinner as she usually did this time of day.
“Afternoon, Seraphine. Where's Rosalie?" I inquired, stepping into the house and peering around for Rosalie's beautiful face.
“She is resting in her bedroom," Seraphine replied as she took the flowers from my hand and put them in a vase.
My eyes swept over to her in confusion. It wasn't like Rosalie to be lying down at this time of the day.
“Is she not feeling well?" I inquired with apprehension.
The last few days, she had not seemed like herself, understandably, but it didn't mean that I shouldn't worry.
Seraphin
