Lilly Rose return

Arrival filled with memories

As the plane soared high above the city she had left behind a decade ago, Rose gazed out of the window, taking in the familiar sights and sounds of her childhood home. From a distance, everything still looked beautiful and breathtakingly untouched, but as she drew closer, she knew that all was not as it seemed. For beneath the surface of the city that she once knew so well, there were secrets and lies, hidden scars and deep wounds that still hadn't healed.

Rose had changed a lot since she left the city all those years ago. She had grown into an elegant and attractive woman, with a fierce determination that burned bright within her heart. The fire that fueled her first spark was born out of the injustice she had suffered, and she had stoked it with the burning desire for revenge. But now, as she looked out of the window, she knew that she had to face the past head-on, and confront the demons that had been lurking in the shadows for far too long.

Rose looked through the window, her hand busy playing with a bracelet on her right hand. I could say that it showed a lack of taste on her part, how could a grown woman wearing the most beautiful and expensive dress and shoes complete her look with such a bracelet? But this bracelet had a special story, a voice of tune that she knew all too well started turning in her mind "Twinkle, twinkle, little star, How I wonder what you are.". It was her signing while her mom was braiding her hair at a time when everything was still simple and uncomplicated.
At this day, Rose wondered why her mother had insisted that she wear her best clothes that day. Rose was skeptical, knowing that her dress and shoes would soon be ruined if they went on a walk. But her mother reassured her, promising that there would be many more clothes, shoes, and toys to come, and that Rose would have everything she could ever dream of. Rose couldn't help but ask if she would have as many clothes as Jacqueline, the daughter of the town's mayor.

Her mother replied that she would have even better things than that, and all she had to do was to be patient and trust her. But Rose couldn't help but feel that her mother was hiding something from her, something important that she wasn't telling her.

Bethany smoothed down her dress and adjusted her necklace, watching her daughter Rose play with her small doll. They were walking towards the town hall, where Bethany hoped to speak with the mayor. Rose was excited about her new bracelet and skipped along beside her mother, but suddenly stopped and looked up at Bethany, who was trying to hide her tears.

"Mommy, mommy, what's wrong?" Rose asked.

"Nothing, my love," Bethany replied, forcing a smile. "Let's keep going."

As they approached the town hall, Bethany instructed Rose to sit on the fence outside while she went in to speak with the mayor. Rose happily complied, playing with her doll and dreaming of the pink world inside her head. She had no idea what was to come from beyond the hills of their small town in northeast England.

Inside the town hall, Bethany pleaded with the mayor to help her and Rose. She begged him to do something about John, who would soon be released from prison. She feared he would come after them and destroy everything they had worked so hard for.

The mayor looked at her with a mix of pity and disgust. "Stop crying and be happy," he said. "You know her life will be better there than here. Here, she and her dreams will be buried, even if poverty doesn't crush her. John will destroy her life."

Bethany flinched at the mention of John's name. She didn't want to think about him, or what he had done to her and Rose. She only wanted to protect her daughter and give her a better life.

As they talked, a car pulled up outside the town hall, and children surrounded it. A woman stepped out of the car, stunningly beautiful and elegantly dressed. She looked to be in her thirties, wearing a black lace dress and a pearl necklace around her neck. The woman, Olivia, looked at Rose and gave her a gracious smile. She asked her driver if the girl in front of her was Alice, to which he answered with a simple "Yes." Olivia then turned to her husband, Mr. Kirkman, and said, "Look, my dear, she's over there. Look how lovely and beautiful she is." Mr. Kirkman, who was a somewhat dull and arrogant person, smiled approvingly at his wife's words.