Rose's POV
Even with the magnificent art and the beauty of this place, I still wasn't myself here.
I felt so uncomfortable that unconsciously my eyes kept on drifting from one side to the other, just waiting for something bad to happen.
I was still so worried about Eve. I really hoped that she was alright.
Taking in a deep breath, my eyes drifted to the door of the study where Lucas and Leo had earlier walked in.
“What were they even talking about in there for so long," I asked myself, as my legs were slowly getting tired from standing, so I took a seat on the couch, crossing my arms over my chest, as my eyes continued to drift around the room again.
My mind was filled with so many invading thoughts about everything that had happened, as I rubbed my arms profusely, trying so desperat
