Just Rose

"The unexpected death of Rose’s beloved aunt ends up being a driving force in her uneventful life. She gives up her lonely, unfulfilled big city existence for the country home and life from cherished childhood memories. But can it live up to them? All she wants is to find her place in the world; the happiness and independence she has been searching for. With her little dog Muffin by her side and a much needed new friend, it does seem possible - until an encounter with the handsome local Laird of the Munro Estate sends her spiralling from young professional woman to hormonal bundle of goo. Their chemistry is undeniable, but with him not seemingly on the market, this might not be the place for her after all. Thrust into the world of country living, will Rose ever find true love? In this roller coaster of emotions and a whole lot of country charm, one thing is for sure: Rose is certainly not going to be bored anymore!"

L.T.Marshall · Ciudad

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Chapter 23

　　Morning light woke her ungratefully, still curled on top of her bed sheets, her face sore from dry tears and her feet ice cold from sleeping without covering. She felt like she had the worst hangover from hell and groaned when she saw the time. She had promised to help at the coffee morning today. The little old ladies had talked her into it, asking her to bring Muffin for some granny love and she hadn’t been able to refuse. As if by coincidence the rap on her door by an over happy Abby just added to her groans, she sunk face down back onto the bed, allowing herself to slide off to her feet. The effort of moving almost unbearable. She was fatigued.

　　‘I’m coming!’ She half yelled, half mumbled as she dragged herself to let her in.

　　‘Oh my god, Rose, it’s after nine for goodness sakes. We need to get there for half past! Dressed. Now!’ Abby was bounding around, overly energetic for her liking and pushing her back into the cottage.

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