Chapter 195: The trap.

Rose's POV: The piercing shrill of the alarm Cut through the serene silence of Rose's room, Jolting her awake. She groggily opened one eye, The red digits of the clock glared back at her. "Fuck, it's ten already?" She grumbled under her breath, A mix of annoyance and urgency swirling in her chest. She swung her legs over the side of the bed, Her feet touched the cool floor as she steadied herself. "Okay, Rose, let's do this. Time to get everything ready for David," She said, trying to inject some pep into her voice. As she shuffled towards her dresser, Her mind began to race with the day's agenda. "The jewelry," She reminded herself, her voice a low whisper, "Make sure everything is perfect." One by one, She set the pieces out on the velvet-lined tray, Each item catches the light and sparkles like a tiny star. Necklaces, earrings, bracelets – An array of glittering treasures meticulously arranged to entice and impress. "There, that should do it," Rose affirmed