~Chapter 12~

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          Zane's POV:

      
I never met her parents. She never talked about them at all either. But seeing her like this, makes my heart shatter into tiny pieces. I hold her in my arms letting her cry into my grey and black striped sweatshirt.
   
My mask is still off. I never even bothered to put it back on since that night on her roof. I look down at her, her light pink hair covering most of her face. I tuck a few strands of pink behind her ear; so I can see half of her face.
  
She glances at me; the tears making her bright eyes glossier than normal.
    
"R-Rose..." She almost whispers as she fully sits towards me; sitting on my lap. My mind draws to a blank at the name.

"Who's Rose, Nana..?" I ask as I look into her eyes sadly.
      
"S-she must have been there w-when my mom...a-and nowshe might be there all alone." She cries harder; not answering my question.
     
"Nana. Who's Rose." She looks at me.

"M-my sister..." She answers, still crying. I remember her saying that she had lots of siblings....but why is she worried about Rose in particular....
    
"S-she's only 5, Zane...." She explains, looking at me straight in the eye. I don't remember anyone named Rose. But....the name sounds firmiliar....
    
No. Firmiliar isn't the word. But I can't think of it. The name....what is it....I keep thinking and thinking....but the more I think the more lost I get.

(Rewritten 💖)

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