Rosina was sitting on the bed, looking at Draco standing at her door. She smiled and gestured for him to sit next to her.
The atmosphere was awkward since they still didn't solve their past issues with one another.
Draco gulped and slowly walked closer and felt the softness of the mattress when he sat on the bed.
The two of them remained silent, and only their breathing could be heard. They sat still, feeling each other's presence while trying to become comfortable.
"Are you alright?" Draco asked, but he didn't look at Rosina's face.
"Yes, I feel fine," Rosina answered with a deep sigh. She wanted to talk about Draco regarding her plans with the pack since she didn't want to give the 13th pack under the Palace rule, but she couldn't speak it out when her mind was thinking about the time she caught Draco with Mari.
'Goddess! Why am I getting jealous of a dead wolf!' Rosina thought while trying to act calm.
