[Rosie's POV]
I swung my handbag over my shoulder, and my feet crept out from my room while gently slamming the door closed.
It's been five days since my arrival here and I've been to so many interviews that it's become a daily routine.
The question I know probes everyone's heart is why I'm suddenly playing Damien's little games.
It's the fact that everyone should be scared of my return. The very pack which I left behind and the very people who mock me, make life a living hell will worship me as their Luna.
It's just the perfect comeback.
Thinking of which, I needed attention, their awe, and the shock that I became the Luna, not even his mistress.
After 5 years of running away from this agony, I'm back to shine in it.
He's helpful in either way, his position would make me famous but he'd never know about the boys, he won't take them from me.
I placed the phone I had used to text Harry inside the bag. It breaks my heart that I won't be there when he returns with the boys.
