  The Unhappy Ending
      Tamara returned home with a huge smile on her face, expecting to walk in to Rosie and Anthony fondling each other on the living room couch. Instead, she walked in to see Rosie clutching her chest, on her knees, broken on the ground as she cried. Tamara couldn't get the sound of Rosie's excruciating sobs out of her head. It haunted her.
      She sat there on the ground for the next hour, just holding Rosie and allowing her to cry. Rosie spent the hour after that wrapped up in Tamara's bed, quietly sniffling and silently crying. Tamara had never seen anything like this before, never seeing Rosie cry in general.
      Her heart completely broke for her cousin.
      By the third hour, Rosie had taken a long shower. Tamara was sitting on the couch when Rosie walked out of the bathroom with her bags in hand, ready to head out.
      &quot;Where the hell are you goi

  Unsaid Goodbye
      Anthony stood in the doorframe of Rosie's room.
      He glanced around the mostly empty room. It felt unfamiliar, unrecognizable.
      The bare walls that lacked her artwork, the empty desk that was rid of all of her art supplies. He stared at the book-shelf that was missing most of Rosie's book. Everything that had once made this room Rosie's, was all gone.
      Anthony's eyes narrowed when he saw something lying on her desk.
      Cautiously, almost afraid, he walked to her desk.
      He grabbed the wrinkled piece of paper that had been sitting on Rosie's desk since she had placed it there days before she had left for Paris.
      It was the sketch of Anthony that she had finally drawn eyes onto.
      Anthony's heart clenched, unsure of what to think. What did this mean?
      &quot;She stood right there, in that exact spot, holding the paper just like that 

  Confessions and Conclusions
      A few days later, Rosie rolled the last of her suitcases out into the living room. All her belongings from her room were fully packed up and ready to go.
      As excited as Rosie was for this new chapter, she was also terribly sad. She had grown attached to more things than she could have imagined over the past few months - Aatalo, Blaze, even Ryder. Most of all, Anthony.
      &quot;Tonight's the big night,&quot; Tamara walked up to Rosie, standing behind her and squeezing her shoulders. &quot;God, you have no idea how proud of you I am.&quot;
      Rosie turned to face her cousin, smiling sheepishly. &quot;I love you, Tam.&quot;
      Tamara's eyes glistened with tears. &quot;I love you.&quot;
      Just before Tamara had the chance to pull Rosie into a hug, the front door swung open. Both the girls turned to see a frantic looking Anthony rush into 

The Unhappy Ending
      Tamara returned home with a huge smile on her face, expecting to walk in to Rosie and Anthony fondling each other on the living room couch. Instead, she walked in to see Rosie clutching her chest, on her knees, broken on the ground as she cried. Tamara couldn't get the sound of Rosie's excruciating sobs out of her head. It haunted her.
      She sat there on the ground for the next hour, just holding Rosie and allowing her to cry. Rosie spent the hour after that wrapped up in Tamara's bed, quietly sniffling and silently crying. Tamara had never seen anything like this before, never seeing Rosie cry in general.
      Her heart completely broke for her cousin.
      By the third hour, Rosie had taken a long shower. Tamara was sitting on the couch when Rosie walked out of the bathroom with her bags in hand, ready to head out.
      &quot;Where the hell are you going?&quot;
      &quot;To the airport,&quot; Rosie responded in a robotic voice. She didn't even 

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