In front of the family house, Rose stood with her hands stuffed into the pocket of the furry sweater she wore.
The weather was still quite cold as a result of the rain that occurred last night.
"Well, whatever may happen, I couldn't care less." She said to her self and let out a soft breath.
She walked into the compound and proceeded towards the door of the mansion.
The butler, who stood outside, opened the door for her, and she stepped inside.
She proceeded toward the living room and made her way upstairs to Logan's room.
She pushed open the door and ambled inside, but to her surprise, Logan was nowhere to be seen.
"Logan…" she called, but no response was heard.
"My lady." None other than Lingling's voice sounded, and Rose turned around to look at her.
"Lingling."
"Are you looking for his highness?" Lingling asked, and she nodded her head at her.
"Yes. Do you know where he is?" She inquired.
