Jack
After the fiasco from yesterday, bearing her soul and history of her past, I wanted to do something nice for her. Even having her wake up in my arms this morning, letting me nuzzle her, and not having a full-blown panic attack was a miracle in itself. Rosalie was starting to trust me, and the bond that we shared was helping with that.
Stepping out of the limo, I grabbed her hand so we could enter the restaurant. I wanted to shower her with things she had never acquired or experienced. She left home at just 14, and I have yet to hear the hardships she had to endure on her own. I hope that she will be able to tell me more tonight.
Putting her hand in the crook of my arm, we walked into the restaurant with all eyes on us. She continued to blush as people started taking pictures; I was
