Rose stood alone on the balcony, her silhouette cast against the stark backdrop of the snow-covered landscape. The cold wind whipped around her, tugging at her hair and chilling her to the bone. Despite the serene beauty of the snowy scene spread out before her, her mind was consumed with worry and doubt.
With each snowflake that drifted lazily to the ground, Rose's thoughts raced, considering every possible outcome of their daring rescue mission. Her keen eyes counting each snow fall.
The plan was set but she couldn't find a point to relax. Worst case scenarios ran through her head.
Numerous "what ifs" went through her mind.
But more importantly, what happens when this was all over was the big question. Damien wasn't agreeing to this heist out of the good in his heart. She doubted he even had that organ to begin with.They had made a deal and as the days drew nearer, Rose was beginning to realize the full implications of her bargain.
