Henry's POV
“Much better,” Denise said, adjusting my bow.
I kissed her forehead softly, smiling as she giggled shyly.
“Let's go.” She urged, and I complied.
“Rosie!” Denise shouted, “thirty minutes is up, Rosie. Let's go.”
We both waited.
I faintly heard Rosie's door open and close.
Then her footsteps, as she descended.
The first thing that...