“I'm fine. Thank you so much for today," Rosalynn expressed sincerely, glancing at him.

If Barlow and Brian weren't brothers and if there wasn't any animosity between them, she might have considered him a good friend.

“Remember my good deeds. I'll call in the favor one day,“ Barlow responded in a cynical tone.

Rosalynn remained silent. She exited the car and made her way into the building.

Once inside her apartment, she turned on all the lights.

Her mood was dismal. She retreated to the bathroom, stood under the shower, and scrubbed her skin over and over.

After a while, when the steam in the bathroom nearly suffocated her, she stepped out.

To help herself fall asleep faster, she consumed some wine before going to bed.

However, her sleep was plagued by nightmares. She was revisited by unpleasant memories.

In her dream, a man forced something into her mouth and touched her with his filthy hands.

She resisted fiercely, driving a shard of glass into his abdomen.

The man retaliated, berating her and ripping her clothes...

"Nol"

Rosalynn jolted awake, her body drenched in a cold sweat.

Her chest rose and fell rapidly. Staring at the ceiling above her, she swallowed hard and sat up.

Memories from eight years ago flooded her mind.

Stella, who Lived in the same village, was coerced into going with two unfamiliar men to work in the city.

Rosalynn sensed something was off, so she clung to Stella's hand, refusing to let her leave.

The two men, losing their patience, knocked both her and Stella unconscious and took them away.

Stella was raped on the journey.

And Rosalynn barely escaped the same fate.

Thankfully, Brian had saved her and Stella from their abductors.