Rose sat in the living room of her house, clad in a red dress and getting drunk on wine.
In her hand was the scrunched-up photo of her and Valerio.
Her lips curled up into a half smile, and she scoffed.
"Valerio! You really thought you could find a better woman than me. I agree she is pretty and all, but she could never be better than me." She shook her head in a drunken state.
"I am the only woman in your life, and no matter what, you will always love me!" She groaned and opened the folded photo.
She gazed at it and chuckled.
"We really looked so cute together, but I guess I made a mistake. However, regardless, I am still your mate, and you can never stop loving me, whether you like it or not. Haha."
She laughed and turned her head when series of aggressive knocking came at the door.
"Who is it?" She stood up from the sofa and asked angrily.
Who the hell would be coming to someone's house so early in the morning?!
