'I'll never beg him, he must be delusional to think that I want to be his mate,' Rose murmured as she stood inside a room Cornelia had led her into.
The room was almost similar to Madam Yu's dressing room at the auction house, just that this one seemed more dark-themed than Madam Yu's.
Cornelia had left her and gone behind a black wardrobe to search for something; Rose knew it was clothes.
She stood there, staring at the gigantic wall mirror; her reflection stared back at her, and all she saw was an unhappy girl who wished her fate would have been a little different than it was.
She sighed and looked away from the mirror, she didn't want to see how miserable she looked.
The news she received from Felonious was still ringing in her mind. She wasn't entirely human? What the hell was that supposed to mean?
"Come here, Rose, try this on," Cornelia said as she walked out from behind the wardrobe.
