Rosie is alive and everyone wants a piece of her. Motives are revealed. Tears are shed. Blood is spilled. History is repeated. And drama unfolds. "I know you're pissed at her, and you have every right to be, but love isn't smooth sailing, and you should catch her before you lose her to the waves." "Then I hope she fucking drowns." The Eyes You See at Night Sequel (Please DO NOT copy my stories. Remember that they are my original work and copyright is a criminal offense)