Hailey’s POV
The garden was surprisingly quiet, it was always filled with soft whispers from the maids when they were gathering soft flowers for display, or the guards doing their usual routine.
But I didn't think much about it, maybe, but I needed that. I crouched near the rose bushes, careful not to prick my fingers as I cut a few stems.
Roy loved Red Roses, he always said they reminded him of his mom. It made me feel a warm fuzzy feeling inside of me. something I couldn't ignore since I felt like I am now responsible for the both of these two bothers.
Ryan however liked these ones too. He never said it out loud, but I’d noticed how his eyes lingered on them whenever he passed by. Studying their blood red petals. Sharp thorns. They were Hard to handle if you weren’t careful.
Roy wa
