[Rosie's POV]
I soaked myself in the bathtub with anger brewing as tears in my eyes and the scar that I have to uphold because of her.
And it still pisses me off that he can't do anything. While my mind withered off distorting thoughts, I suddenly heard a beep on my phone just at the stool of the tub.
Nervously, I took the phone to read it and I realized it's a video...from Damien.
"No one dare messes with what's mine"
I pulled a frown and then opened the video knowing what to expect but no... it's a video of Dayla.
I narrowed my brows as I saw her running around in a box made of glass and hitting it, screaming for help.
"What the_?"
I grew anxious as I could see she looked like someone going through trauma.
"Please... please Rosie, I swear I never meant it, forgive me...just tell this psychopath to let me go..."
"Argh, they're coming for me, I see them, look... look, please don't touch me"
