Looking at him again after so many years, Rosalie felt an insane wave of emotions she had never experienced. These emotions were difficult for her to describe in words.
Rosalie maintained her calm expression, looking into his sharp eyes even though she felt like her knees were giving up on her.
After a few more seconds, she said softly, though her tone issued a silent warning, "If you only want to look at me without talking, you might as well go!"
She turned her body to fix her gaze on the clear lake while attempting to calm her mind. But shaking off the fear and worry that enveloped her heart was thorny.
For some unknown reason, she felt ashamed of herself because, in the first place, she approached him with evil intentions, wanting to kill him. How dare she present herself before him!?
Rosalie's hand clenched tightly, feeling anger towards herself and the scenario life had given her.
Gosh! This book is about to end. I'm getting sad about parting with all of them :"(