Chapter 67 - Rituals
Rosie
It had been three months since we welcomed little Snow into our family of two, now three, and two and a half months since I'd been discharged from the hospital after what felt like endless medical care and scrutiny from the doctors who kept warning me with serious faces about "little to no stress," and I'd nodded because honestly, I couldn't wait to get home.
Before we left the hospital, I'd asked the doctor about what had happened to Snow, asked why his hair and eyes were white and his skin was so pale, and the doctor had explained that because of the silver knife that had stabbed me months ago, the poison had changed our child's constitution.
And Jude had immediately blamed himself when he heard that, his face crumpling with guilt as he said it was his fa
