Roseline had no idea how she managed to reach her room when her mind was still trapped in the echoes of Norma's unyielding words.
Norma had challenged her openly, without hesitation or fear. The memory of that confrontation continued to replay in Roseline's mind, refusing to let her rest. The calm confidence in Norma's voice had unsettled her far more than any direct threat could have.
She had not only confronted Roseline but had made it clear that she knew more than she should.
That thought alone made Roseline's chest tighten.
Norma had the power to expose her, and that possibility left Roseline restless.
A part of her tried to reassure herself that everything had been handled carefully in the past. Back then, she had made sure no evidence was left behind. Every detail had been taken care of with precision. There was nothing that could directly point fingers at her.
At least that was what she kept telling herself.
