Gunshot

~Cassidy~

The next few weeks dragged by slowly, and there was no word from Sterling or Rosalind. Speaking of Rosalind, I’d sent countless messages and called more times than I cared to admit, but she never responded.

Maybe she still needed space. Still, it hurt. Rosalind was the closest thing to family I had ever since I left Briarwood Haven. She’d been there for me in ways no one else had.

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