Rosie's POV
The funeral was a solemn affair. Despite it making me constantly cry, I still stayed for the whole thing. Many people came to pay their respects and brought flowers.
I decided to use my experience of loosing a child and put that in my story which practically resembled my life right now.
Grieving too much, I couldn't go to the premiere.
Edward got informed of the death of his baby sister and he took it surprisingly well. This time, unlike many other, he didn't ask questions.
It was a relief. I didn't want to answer the why and what and who questions.
Throughout the period of sorrow Harry stayed caring and understanding.

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Falling For The Curls
Fanfic"I'm sorry for saying what I said but I'm not apologizing for my feelings. When you meet the one, you know. If you don't feel the same then that's okay but—" Before I could finish she pressed her lips against mine...