"I love really crappy carnivals, where you think the ride is going to break. There's something so seedy about them." - Lea Thompson.
"Me and you, we're not like the others. We do things differently, and that's what keeps us going." - Raghad.
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"Rose?" I entered the penthouse, shutting the door behind me with my foot, and rolling my sleeves up.
The living room was dimly lit, and the television was on, its sound filling in the silence that filled the room.
"Rose?" I called, turning on the lights to have a better view. "Rose, I came."
No response.
I walked to the kitchen, the bathrooms, the guest room, every single place a perfect human will fit in, but she wasn't there.
"Rosabella?" I called again, my voice higher. I sat on the kitchen's island and dialed her number, gluing the phone to my ear.
"Hey, Ethen," she picked up, her voice happy.
"Where are you?"
"Well, I'm good, thank you for asking," she retorted sarcastically.
"I'm serious."
"I'm with Blake."
"Who's Blake?"
"Grace's friend."
"Why are you with her? I told you not to leave without informing me..."
"I'm sorry."
"What are you doing?"
"Shoe shopping."
"At ten in the night? Really, Rose?"
"She says we need to find the perfect pair."
"It won't show anyway."
"I'm not getting married twice, Ethen, it should be magical."
"Yeah, whatever."
"Ethen!"
"What?"
"Stop being so dull."
I looked over to my watch, mentally calculating when she is possibly returning. "Listen, it's late and you shouldn't be roaming the streets with whoever this Blake person is, I want you back by eleven-"
"But, Ethen-"
"No arguments," I cut her off. "I can take you to Italy to do your oh so important shoe shopping-"
"Are you serious?" her voice rose a couple of decibels in excitement.
"No," I scoffed. "I have work."
"I hate you."
"Yeah, yeah."
"We'll finish and I'll come back, alright?"
"Make it quick."
"Okay, goodnight if you're going to sleep," she said, a smile in her voice.
"Weird for someone who just said she hates me."
"You know I didn't mean it."
"I doubt."
"Ethen, just sleep, you're tiring me."
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I drove out of my mansion towards my penthouse, Rose's temporary home. I had finished an exhausting day of unstoppable work and meeting with assistants and CEOs, and sealed deals with a lot of growing and foreign companies.
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