Rosemary was completely spent. Carrying Carol on her back, every step felt as if she was exerting every ounce of her strength.
The drizzle fell gently. Lifting her eyes, she vaguely saw Romeo rushing out of the castle. His figure seemed to fracture into several shadows.
A smile tugged at Rosemary's lips. That guy showing up so early in the morning? Had he not slept well last night?
Her vision blurred, and the shouts of the youngsters calling her 'boss' reached her ears faintly. But she was too weak to look at them one by one.
Her steps became heavier and slower, swaying with each forward movement like a mountain about to collapse.
"Baby!"
It was Romeo's voice.
He dashed over, and his eyes reddened at the sight of Rosemary's blood-soaked body.
Rosemary had no strength left, and she passed out. In the next second, Romeo caught her in time.
Clark managed to catch Carol, but his immediate concern was for his sister. "Rose!!"
"Boss!!!"
