C8 I shouldn’t have trusted you

As the morning crept over the horizon, Rosa was stirred awake by a knock at her door. She sat up, leaning against the bed frame—her mind still foggy from sleep.

The door creaked open, and her private nurse stepped in.

"Miss Rosa, Sir wants you to prepare. We are leaving the island” the nurse said, her voice steady

Rosa's heart skipped "Leaving the island?" she repeated