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A Rose So Red

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It was supposed to be a night like any other. The night was warm, and the city lights glowing in the growing darkness. Rosalie had been out, enjoying the city. She loved feeling like she was part of the bustle of the crowd, and she wanted to soak up as much of it as she could before she settled down with Royce to be his wife and make a family. She was heading home when she had run into Royce, drunk with his friends (not much of a surprise if she was being totally honest). Initially, she had been polite and cordial, but there was a predatory look in Royce's eyes that made her uneasy. He had called her over, shown her off like a shiny piece of jewelry. She had tried to leave, but Royce had put an arm around her shoulders, making it clear to her that she wasn't going anywhere. There was a sleazy look in his friends' eyes, and an unfamiliar sense of fear had begun crawling up her throat. She could feel her heart pounding in her ears and she couldn't breathe and -


The air felt chilly all of a sudden, and a woman's voice cut through the static in her brain out of nowhere. Royce dropped his arm and everyone excluding Rosalie took a step back. The woman in question walked up to Rosalie and looped their arms together. As she did so, she whispered, "play along" in her ear. When she straightened up, she was wearing a sunny smile.

"I thought I had lost you!" she said brightly. "Dorothy and I were wondering if you had gotten lost. Our hotel is a little hard to find, after all." 

Play along. "Yes, actually," Rosalie managed to say. "I'm glad I ran into you."

"Well, there are always dangers out at night," the woman replied. Only Rosalie noticed the murderous look she gave the group of men. "Come along, we saved some appetizers for you."