"I've had enough!" Rosalind fumed as she thought further. After saying it with her face set in a grim line, she stood up and stormed out.

"Ms. Whitman, about the lunch..." Fitch took a step after her, clearly troubled.

"Just eat it yourselves!" Rosalind tossed back over her shoulder and quickly made her exit from Royal Estates.

Before this visit, she had been lost in a daydream where Lysander was dependent on her and couldn't live without her.

But a trip to Royal Estates today had brutally snapped her back to reality, making it painfully clear that others might chase after Lysander, but he would never need or miss anyone! What was she, Rosalind, in all this?

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