The day of the wedding arrived faster than Rose foresaw. It was as though fate couldn't wait to move this along and the day drew closer, Rose found herself getting more miserable by the day.
The night before the wedding she didn't get much sleep, only rolling from one side to the other as the next day slowly started. One would think she was the bride about to be married, given how anxious she felt.
But Rose's anxiety was completely different. One might say she was slightly terrified of what the day held, as it would either make or break her—and as the day drew closer, she found herself leaning towards the latter.
A part of her believed Welma's words; the maid had no reason to lie. But at the same time, she wouldn't put it past the Crown Prince to tell his mother what she wanted to hear. As the wedding day approached, this suspicion became harder for Rose to ignore.
