Ruby Rose Gif 소설 & 이야기

“Cousin, stop fidgeting. Let me help you.” I have grown more comfortable around him since we all joined together with Rosie. Yes, he’s still a jerk, but he is also family. “There,” he pats me on the shoulder after adjusting my collar. “Let’s not keep her waiting, shall we?" Together, with my cousin at my back, we walk down the stairs into my living room where the rest of our guests are waiting. Every surface has been covered in roses of every imaginable color, harvested from Evander’s gardens, both on Terra and in Tara, a mixture of magical and traditional blooms--just like our Rosie, they are a mix of everything.

He didn't fight it. The pictures were beautiful. There was no other honest word for them. Rose sat right in the center, her little face lit up with that pure, unfiltered joy that only children can pull off, and both Cassie and Franklin were leaning in from either side, bringing food to her mouth like she was the most precious thing either of them had ever had the privilege of being near. There were shots where both Cassie and Frederick had kissed her cheeks at the exact same moment, Rose squeezing her eyes shut and giggling so hard her whole body shook with it.

He takes a slow breath and makes his way over to me holding out the rose. “You look absolutely exquisite,” he breathes, and I feel my cheeks heat up. I take the rose and sniff it instinctively. I’m surprised when I can smell that it’s real; there’s no colouring chemicals. I had no idea green roses even existed. It’s a very soft green, a kind of tea green shade but it’s beautiful, nonetheless. I smile up at him in awe to find him still staring at me. “I can’t believe you did all this for me, thank you, Marcus. I don’t know what to say,” I tell him as I feel myself getting choked up with emotions.

“I am shortlisting her.” “Great then. I’ll get her contact details soon.” She said, and they ended the call. Rose replayed the video again, and it was fun watching her cute expression. “What are you doing, babe?” Rony came behind her. “Rony, see this!” She opened Kiara’s picture on her screen. “Isn’t she beautiful?” Rose asked, and Rony took her iPad to take a close look. “Who is she?” Rony zoomed her pictures to where she was with Eric and the delivery personnel.

No worries, and no memories she couldn’t outrun. A man crouched beside her, smiling, a small bowl of grapes in his hand. He plucked a grape and leaned in, feeding it to her slowly. Rosie parted her lips, accepted it and then bit his finger lightly, teasing. “Ouch,” he laughed. “Careful, Queen Rosie, don't hurt your tooth. I will cry if you do.” She smirked, removing her sunglasses just enough to look at him.

Her gaze softened. “I want this one, please.” Rosa pointed her finger at it with a small cheeky smile. The lady nodded warmly and wrapped a delicate silver ribbon around the rose’s stem. She leaned down and handed it to Rosa. Rosa held the rose close, a beautiful smile bloomed on her face as her heart fluttered with joy. She reached for her purse to pay. “Ah, no need for that, young lady. This is a gift from me.” the shop lady said warmly.

“I want you to be… content. Even if it isn’t with me.” “Rhys—” “Here.” Rhys cut in, holding out the rose. The crimson petals looked too soft, too pure, in his battle-calloused hand. “A gift. For your wedding day.” Slowly, I stepped forward and took it, my fingers brushing his for the briefest moment. The contact nearly undid me. I forced a smile, even as my chest caved in on itself. “Thank you. It’s beautiful.” Rhys smiled back, warm and unguarded, but it didn’t last. His expression shifted, unease flickering across his features.

A sly, unapologetic smile curled on her lips as her eyes found mine. “Gideon,” she purred, her voice sickly sweet and unabashedly bold. “I didn’t realize you were...busy.” I blinked, the vivid image of Rose standing naked in the doorway dissipating like smoke. My breath hitched as reality snapped back into focus. Rose was fully clothed, she had been all along, her expression neutral. She was holding a small glass vial filled with a curious-looking liquid.

When Rose got home this day, her mind was still occupied with this matter. When Kevin entered the bedroom, he noticed that Rose was sitting on the bed with her legs crossed. She was wearing a colorful oversized T-shirt. Her hair was tied casually into a bun with a pink scrunchie that had rabbit ears on it. She was biting her pen in her mouth and there were two sheets of paper in front of her. She nodded her head from time to time, looking cute and funny.

It smelled sweeter, but she could not figure out the other part of this rose fragrance. “Lovely isn’t it?” Vastria turned around to where the voice came from. The voice was warm and not startling. Lily Rosenburg stood before her with a few cut roses in her arms, clearly de-thorned. “I have never seen anything like this rose.” Vastria responded turning back to the rose.