Chapter 40
The next day, Rose woke up early to get started on her work. She failed to ask Zayne when exactly he would be returning so in case there would ever be a surprise pop-up, she wanted to get started on cleaning right away.
Her first night alone went as good as it could though there were a few strange noises that kept her awake because she couldn’t make out what they were. Her back ached because of the uncomfortable position she slept in but she would bear with it.
Rose braided her hair as she looked at the big crates she was to go through. Many of them looked heavy and would require her to get help but she knew not to go to the guards outside for help. She had not forgotten their stares and did not want to see it again.
"I can do this by myself," Rose said, determined to be independent. "One step at a time."
Rose moved around the crates one by one, organising them as she went along. She took a break to pull open the curtains to let the sun fill the house with light.
She worked tirelessly to organise all of Zayne’s things, careful not to drop them. Hours went by without Rose noticing them as she became distracted by what was inside the crates.
"I am sweating," Rose said, noticing how wet her hand was after wiping her forehead.
She turned to the window now noticing how outside changed. She needed a break and needed to find something to snack on for now instead of using the rabbit stew that was left back already.
Luckily, she had noticed a few trees that seemed to bear fruit. If she took a few, Zayne shouldn’t notice or at least thought she had taken too many.