Rosina was pacing back and forth inside her old room since the darkness comforted her troubled mind.
"What should I do?" Rosina whispered to herself while biting her nails. She had been thinking of a plan for the last two days, but nothing better would come out of her head.
"Rosina, are you in there?" Draco's worried voice called out behind the metal door. He knocked twice and leaned his ears to hear if Rosina was inside.
"Ah… yeah?" Rosina replied and opened the door. She put on a cheerful face and made sure it would look natural.
"Are you okay? I notice you have been distant quite a bit," Draco stated softly and looked at Rosina's body to see if she was unhealthy.
"I'm just worried about the war. I want this to be over," Rosina sighed and rested her head on Draco's chest.
