her name was rose , and just like one she was stunning . a single hair-tye held back her dark , lengthy locks , luckily so , hiding back her full radiance as if no one was quite worthy enough to see it .
she would wear a bright smile on her porcelain face . a warm , hazel gaze while giving her full attention to each and every customer . steady , gentle hands would lift and scan items with precision . the brunette kept a moderate pace , generously separating fragile groceries in separate bags , and away from heavier loads .
" here you go , and here's your change !"
a soft , but firm voice reached out from the depths of her larynx . nude , light pink lips would be spread apart as her words made their way to another happy customer . hands moving in sync as one offered a bag ( patiently waiting for it to be grasped ) before the other handed over the extra coins .
just like that , the youthful woman would move on to the next . joyously offering her time and service without a second thought . not even a single glance to her wrist watch — rose gold without a spec of dirt or dust , half of which was loosely wrapped over by the arms of her snow—white cardigan . a snug fit even . as a gleaming , gold necklace rested upon it , and with the added touch of a simple golden heart hanging from the middle .
clear tips grazed the side of rose's face , clinging onto strands of hair as she pulled them back , over and behind her ears , each one pierced once at the lobe with small , silver hoop . meanwhile , the cash register dinged as another purchase was made and bagged .
subsequently , a door would be pulled open , allowing a gust of howling wind to enter the average—sized store , sending chills through not just rose but also another customer who approached her , and so , she remained focused on her task , taking in every word the woman before her spoke upon setting her items down on the marble counter and then instantly digging through her pockets to check her phone , likely in search of the time , given the sky was getting dark and the store didn't have a clock .
" can't believe the weather forecast is still adamant the rest of the week will be ' sunny with no chance of rain ' , honestly . "
the customer uttered with a glance to the window , taking in the grey , cloudy sky as a look of disappointment washed over her slightly wrinkled face , hearing the sound of her items getting scanned one by one , at the same time , before soon turning her dark , grey—haired head back to rose as her bagged items were offered . immediately setting her phone back within her pocket and holding out a pale hand .
" i know right ? best to just hope for the best these days , i guess . "
rose responded . adding emphasis to the first three words , and shrugging off the end of her sentence .
" be safe out there !"
rose then added as the older woman left the store at a slow pace , her short heels clacking against the hard white floor whilst carrying her bag of groceries , before the sound of the door creaking and closing once more filled the atmosphere .
now leaving rose with an empty line , giving her ample time for a short breather . it seemed standing at the register all day left her legs feeling a slight ache .
" ah ."
a breath left her as she rested her legs , sitting herself on the stool behind her with arms resting on her favourite pair of jeans . a fabric she frequently wore to work . hues then traced to the side as a barely audible yawn left her , covered by a fair—toned hand with the slight scrunch of her facial features .
soon turning her attention ahead once more as loud steps filled her eardrums , and a tall male was towering over her shortly after . however , hidden behind the counter , he appeared to be holding a large object in his hands .
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the harrowing of rose
Mystery / Thrillermeet rose . a pure-hearted young woman who works hard to keep herself busy and forget the past . yet , her past continues to haunt her , being constantly stuck in situations where her morals are tested and dang...