— Rose's Point of View —
I have no idea why are we in a grocery store when the world is about to end. I observed how Sister Riona and Aexis filled their baskets with a lot of food. Not that I am boasting but we are rich for a reason. Since I have my memories back, I can remember how my father Fynix tried helping me and spoiling me with everything he has. That is until my 18th birthday where a day after, he disappeared out of nowhere not leaving me any sign of what have happened to him.
All that I know is that I'm glad I get to experience having a father figure as I grow up. I sighed as I was walked through the stalls and saw one of my favorites candies. Marshmallows. For some reason I find marshmallows fun eating because of how soft it is and how fluffy it can get that I can't stop myself from getting addicted to its taste and flavor.
As I was about to take one pack of the marshmallows, someone grabbed it before me and when I turned to him and turned my gaze to him. My heart skipped a beat when I saw his eyes... Leviathan.
"Hey I saw that first, give it back." I said and he gave me a sexy chuckle, for no reason I felt my cheeks burn making me shy enough to even look at his eyes.
"I grabbed it first so it's mine." He replied and gave me a smirk.
"Rose, right?" He asked and I rolled my eyes at him.
"Yeah, that's my name, what's your deal? Give me back my marshmallow!" I said and he laughed so soft.
"Nah. It's mine, miss Rose Crown. And I get what I want as I see fit. It's mine." He said in such possessiveness.
"So possessive," I whispered and I saw him gritted his teeth, so I assume that he heard what I said.
"What did you say?" He asked me. His temper changed suddenly from being that calm and cool aura, he changed into something dark. I saw the glimpse in his eyes how they roar anger and fury.
I took a deep breath and looked straight into his eyes and I spoke with all my courage and said, "I said you are so possessive that you can not even let a woman have the thing she likes. You are such an asshole." I said and was about to walk pass him when he held a grip on my hand.
For a second I thought to my mind that he was going to hurt me or continue the argument between the two of us, but he didn't. What he did was pulled me back right in front of him and placed the last pack of marshmallow in my basket and he looked into my eyes and I saw how genuine his emotions were.
"I'm s-sorry." His voice cracked when he said that he was sorry.
For a reason, those words felt so familiar to my ear that I think that I've heard it before somewhere. That I heard someone whispering it onto my ears and he smiled at me. Those genuine smile, started making my heart beat faster that it was.
Why does this feel so familiar?