Roselyn walked down the stairs of the new mansion they bought by the ocean, they moved there even if it was winter to stay there for the Christmas holidays.
It was seven o clock but Roselyn didn't sleep much, busy thinking of all the things she accomplished.
Since the day she turned immortal, she learned that everything in her life was due to something, and life was just a composition of many pieces put together to create a big image.
Her immortality was the result of all her training and all the fights she went through. A few months passed by yet she remembered that day as if it was yesterday, she remembered waking up and seeing her sons' miserable gazes, she could read their desperation and the sadness in the tears that wetted their faces.
when she woke up it was like they just experienced a miracle and they threw themselves to hug her and to shake her.