Rose’s POV:
I woke up early and went down for breakfast, I was excited for the day ahead as I haven't been shopping in years, and we didn't have the latest fashion in the Cape, so I was excited to see what London had to offer. Mrs Webster, the housekeeper, had told me about a french modiste in town and we were going to visit her shop.
As I entered the breakfast room, only Thorn was there. He didn’t even bother to look at me, when I entered, I just noticed how he made a fist with his hands as I came in, that was the only movement he made.
“Good morning, my Lord”
He just stood up and walk right past me. I couldn't believe his attitude towards me.
I dished some toast and eggs with a cup of tea for myself. A couple of minutes later Emma walked in. Her eyes were red from cryi
